syair: where you going ?
me: nowhereeeee.
he was going harder and this nigga hit my spot.
me: ouu-u fuck daddyyyyy.
syair: i hit yo spot?
me: yessuhhhh.
me: fuck-k.
he started fingering me while eating.
i was squirming. moaning allat this nigga head a1 fr.
me: mmm fuckkk syairrr.
also me: im finna cummm he fingered me faster.
syair: let that shit out ma.
i squirted all over his face.
me: im not even that far from you
he pulled me onto his lap as he started rubbin my ass
yes ass so fat like the sun
better have a dick for a mile cause boy i like to run
i put my hands on his stomach.
syair: move em.
me: wait baeee.
he pinned my hands above my head as he kept going at the same pace.
me: ouu-u shitttt.
also me: syairrrrr.
bitch i wish i never said that!
he smirked as he rammed into me.
me: fuck!
syair: shit...
also syair: you feel so good ma.
he slammed into me repeatedly .
me: baby pleaseee.
he started stroking going at a fast pace.
bitch this coochie was howlinggggg.
syair: lay back.
and yk what i did laid my ass back my nigga finna take a bitch downnnn.
i watched as he keep eye contact with me as he took my leggings and panties off.
i said as he picked me up walking me into the house closing the door
he walked to my room
jahsadii: come on lets sober you up
me: noo i said pulling on his belt
he laughed a lil bit.
syair: you so dramatic.
me: ian dramatic.
he park the car and we start eating i mean im bussin tf down, i love to eat.
syair: eat eat eat.
me: fuck you.
i said sticking up my middle finger.
gc
me: guess who im wit.
bri: betta not be that boy.
niyah emphasized.
me: it is that boy, imma send a pic.
i slickly took a pic of syair side profile.
me: 1 attachment.
me: my man my man my mf man!