of breath and still moaning, Sherry lay flat on the couch, trying to catch her breath. She couldn't wait for round two. Quan felt the same way. Sherry's pussy was even better than Mo's, and the things she did with her tongue would make any man's toes curl. But what Quan didn't know then was that Sherry would become more than his homey/lover/friend, but a permanent fixture in his life that he would soon grow to love. Quan pulled up to his crib in Jennings, parked and got out. Mo didn't know it but he had two other homes. In one he stashed his dope and the other was where Sherry, Versacharee and Lil' Quan lived. Once Quan found out she was pregnant with his child, he moved her into a three bedroom ranch-style home.
It wasn't in the safest neighborhood but it sure was a step up from her old apartment in Colony North. Quan knew he didn't have to drop serious dough on Sherry to make her happy like he did Mo. She was happy with anything he gave her.
As a matter of fact, a few days before he gave Mo her truck, he presented Sherry with a brand new 2006 Ford Focus. Quan walked up the pathway and became a slight bit nervous. He didn't know how Sherry was gonna react to the news of him marrying Mo. All he knew was she better not start talkin' crazy. Sherry was good for acting a fool and showing her ass when she didn't get her way. At the porch he pulled out his key and opened the door.
"Took you long enough. I shouldn't have to ask you to come see us," she shot as soon as he entered.
"Yo, you can cut all that noise out. I'm here now, ain't I?
Besides, I need to talk to you about something."
"Is that right?" Sherry grinned, biting down on her lower lip. The girl was seriously suffering from a case of dick depri-vation. "Come here." She took him by the hand and led him back to her room.
"What you doing, man? We can talk in the living room."
"Will you hush?" She locked the door behind them.
Quan had been on her mind all day. Lately he hadn't been coming around like he used to. Sherry didn't mind though.
Every blue moon he would start to feel guilty about cheating on Mo and ease up on seeing her. But Sherry knew once he got sick of playing house he would come running back to her like always.
Pushing him up against the wall, she began tongue kissing his mouth slowly. She wasn't going to let the opportunity to fuck Quan pass. She had to have him. It was almost like her body would go into cardiac arrest if she didn't. Quan was used to her antics by now. He was used to Sherry acting like a sex-crazed manic.
Easing her way down, she quickly unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out through the slit of his boxers. Just the sight of his fat dick drove her wild. Sherry couldn't wait to put him in her mouth. She was a freak. She did things in the bedroom that Mo would never do. To Quan, she was a certified head doctor. The girl could suck the skin off a dick. Placing the tip up to her lips, she opened her mouth wide, only for Quan to ease back.
"What you doing?"
"Man, I ain't come over here for that."
"Come on, Quan, we both know better. Just let me do what I do," she said, once again trying to place him in her mouth.
But once again Quan scooted back.
"What?!" she asked, becoming frustrated. "Look, I know you going through one of yo' lil' phases where you feelin' guilty, but Mo ain't yo' wife. She just yo' chick, so chill."
"If you would calm yo' crazy ass the fuck down you would know that I gave Mo a ring," Quan explained as he zipped up his pants.
"A ring? What kind of ring?"
"An engagement ring."
"An engagement ring?!" Sherry said out loud, just to make sure she had heard right. "Oh, that shit ain't even happening!
I'll be damned if you marry that hoe while I'm still alive! And what about the ring you gave me? I thought that was supposed to mean something?"
"You ain't my gal. Ain't no words come behind that besides Happy Valentine's Day." Quan looked at her crazy.
Stunned, Sherry stood silent; she was