wad of money. “This is for you,” she said as she threw it into his lap.
“What’s this for?” Monty asked. He began counting through the hundred dollar bills one by one.
“It’s a peace offering. I really want you to know I never meant for any of that shit to go down between you and Bruce. I’m digging the hell outta you, Monty. Please, believe me when I say that. How long have we been messing around?” Karen inquired while looking into Monty’s eyes.
“I don’t know. About two years now on and off.”
“Yeah, with more ons than offs, right?”
“I guess so.” Monty continued counting.
“It’s five grand, but you can still count it if you want. I told you Bruce been really getting a lot of work lately and that I was gonna look out for you big time to show you my sincere regrets about all that crazy shit that happened. This is just part of it,” Karen continued.
Then, she unzipped Monty’s pants, pulled his dick out, and began to suck on it. Up and down her thick lips went as her saliva oozed along the sides of his hard cock. She teased his tip with her tongue as Monty’s eyes rolled back in his head from the warm, wet feeling of her mouth. Karen jacked him slowly with one hand while gently massaging his balls with the other as she continued to slob him down. Monty was in heaven. He had five grand in cash scattered out around him and a bad bitch giving him super head. He felt like he was on top of the world.
Monty took his pants off and pulled his shirt over his head while Karen lay back on the bed, playing with herself. She rubbed around her clit, spreading her juices all over the black, curly hairs on her pearl as Monty held his big dick in his hand, gently jacking it. He got on top of her and rubbed his dick on and around it while teasing her. After a few seconds of foreplay, he slid his eleven inches of hard dick inside her, stroking her back and forth with a systematic rhythm until she came from the excitement he brought her.
“Damn, Monty. You got some good ass dick. I’ve always been crazy about your sexy ass. I mean, you can bring it every time. I don’t know what I’d do if I had to just lay here and fuck Bruce’s lil’ four and half inch dick ass all the time. I’d be outta my mind by now. That’s why I have to keep you close by.” Karen lay there with her head propped up on Monty’s nice, firm, muscular chest.
“Yeah well, I hate to disappoint you, but I gotta go, baby. I told you I don’t feel comfortable up in here like that no more,” Monty said. He picked up his cell phone to call Rico. “What up, man? I’m ready,” he said as Rico answered the call.
“I was wondering where you parked at,” Karen responded as she continued to lay there.
“You should know I ain’t parking my shit in your driveway.” Monty got up and started to get dressed.
“I know. It’s my fault. Bruce wouldn’t have ever had a clue if I hadn’t run my big mouth to Tracy. I just can’t believe she’d throw me under the bus like that. She keeps denying it, but she’s the only one I’ve ever told about you. She keeps saying some of Bruce’s boys may have seen your car parked across the street a few times then put two and two together. But, I don’t know. I still think it’s her.”
“Yeah, I’ve even heard it was her, too. People in the streets talk, and she could be right about his snitching ass do’ boys, but I still say she was the blabber mouth who told it with her ugly ass.”
“I’ll find out sooner or later, but I just know to feed her with a long handle spoon from now on.” Karen quickly changed the subject. “Normally, I would get a little mad when you leave me like this. But, I’ll take that tonight. I deserve it. But, the next time, I’ma get a babysitter and we are going to get a room.”
“That sounds good to me,” Monty replied. He looked over at Karen, who was stunningly attractive. She stood there with her arms folded as if she was a little upset about
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