Dicc'n U Down

by Monaye Paris

This was dick-induced devastation. Legs numb, thighs trembling, coochie thumpin’ like it just survived war.

That nigga was behind the counter right now, slidin’ my robe open, his big ass hands partin’ my thighs. Before I could stop him, his mouth was already on me—warm, wet, deep. I slapped my hand over my mouth.

“That’s it ain’t it? Mhm,” he growled, strokin’ deep. I gripped the cushions, eyes damn near crossin’. “Take it. Take it. Let big daddy stretch this pussy out, baby.”

I moaned, body tremblin’, squirting without even realizin’ it. He grinned. “There she go she talkin’ to me.”