3 Nigger with Attitude (Imperial Blaze)
It was her birthday. I could not spend anytime with her that weekend.
improvise.
She stayed in my bed while I attended graduate school classes that weekend. Her birthday was Sunday. I was in class Sunday.
improvise.
I come home, and there is not much to do. She is there on my computer. I kiss her on the forehead. I proceed to enjoy my afternoon after class with Madden 2010. I lose the game and she is sitting right there. She gets on the phone in boredom, I walk behind her briefly. I get back on the game, she stays on the phone. I lose again, she looks all alone.
improvise.
Would you like a massage? [T-Shirt and Levis is her only disguise]. Yes, I would.
I proceed to get the baby oil and turn on some music. The first thing that comes on is some Sean Paul. [My Pepperpot], [Daddy's Home]. I need you to take off your shirt, keep on your pants, and relax your hands. I will do the best that I can. Ok, baby. Let's begin..
Let me know if I am too rough. I'm [straight outta compton], but [hold my hand]. How does it feel?? It feel nniiicee! The oil is warm and so is her skin. [Now that I've Got Your Love], I want to make up your birthday to you. How does it feel?? It feels niice. Take off your pants to your [birthday suit]. Just sit back and relax. Well look it.. she [lace it]. Mighty niiicee.... I want to slurp on your slurpie. Let see me, if I can taste thee. mmmm oooooh girl. Happy Birthday Indie Mickey. Relax and [Press It Up]. [Don't Tease Me], baby... get all the way down. [Express Yourself], mama...
oooh, eruption. i fuck you hard with my tongue. in and out. in and out. in and out. suckin on your knot. Happy Birthday, Indie Mickey. in and out. my tongue. in and out. in and out. Welcome to your [Private Party]. Its now 10:13 pm, and... ooooh another eruption. ahhh! So refreshing. Damn boy, how yo goofy ass move your tongue like that?? Can you do it so more, and it put in me?? Sure.... and more ahhh!!! Suckin on the left lip. Suckin on the right lip. Playin witcha knot with the tongue tip. 3 minutes later and...
ahhh!.... improvise.
Right now, we're 45 minutes in and we're [100 miles and runnin]. Maaaan, I know it's my birthday but you got me a lil sprung and wanting to do something for you. No mama, its your birthday and I just wanted to make up weekend to you. This is your present. I know, I know... (sighs), but [I'd Rather Fuck You]... nah mama its not about that tonight. It's all about you, and your birthday. Happy Birthday!!! yippee?!?! Baby, just lay down.. and
improvise.
She starts to suckin' and a lickin when the time gets a-tickin and her jaws fall off. [Parental Discretion is Advised... Just Don't Bite It] Sorry, but I wanna make you cum, baby boy. [Baby boy, you stay on my mind, let me fulfill your fantasy]. um.. thats not on the playlist. I know, gimme the gold wrapper. [I wanna fuck you (DB), I wanna fuck you, too] She climbs on top and [wine baby wine]. Ooohhh la la la... she rides it. she loves it. Teets a bouncin, and she announcin her body is [wine baby wine]. I pull her down to whisper, "fuck it like its yours." bad idea. Sex-ual Eruption. Sex-ual Eruption. Sex-ual Eruption. OOOOOOH SHITTTT!!!!! [She gon get hers but I] Relax and recess..
I turn her over, put my hands around her neck as her head is off the bed, and ......... beats by the pound. Cum for me baby. Cum for meeeeee........ ahhhhh!!!!! Relax and recess... no don't stop baby, [I'd Rather Fuck you]... cum for me... so... ["I'd rather fuck with you/ cause the other bitches wanna wine and dine/ I better hurry up and bust a nut, cause it's check out time.......]
where do you want me to cum, mama??? i don't care.... ooops, i missed your mouth. let me get a cloth. and..[get your ass up you funky bitch/ and wash your ass...]
She smiles.. as the song plays til the end [she wanna be down.. with me everyday... and she don't want nobody in her way... say she don't want a clown, today is going away... so your grind is the road that I play]
12:17am. 3 hours, 47 minutes later. goodnight.
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Ron, you have such a distinct writing style...I love it.
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