I dragged my tongue across my bottom lip and forced myself to look back at the road.
“You sure you ready for all ten inches of this problem?”
She leaned in closer, her breath warm as hell on my ear.
“Yes, Daddy.”
My dick jumped so hard I tightened my grip on the wheel.
She ain’t wait for shit. She unbuttoned my jeans slow, like she wanted to tease me, then pulled my dick out and wrapped her fingers around my shaft, strokin’ me long and slow while she watched my face.
“Damn Big Mama…” I muttered, my breath gettin’ heavier already.
She smirked and lowered her head without sayin’ shit else.
The second her mouth wrapped around my dick, my back tensed up and I let one hand slide from the wheel to the back of her neck.
“Fuck…” I breathed, hittin’ the turn signal without takin’ my eyes off the road.
She sucked me wet, loud and messy as fuck, like she wanted to show out the whole ride home.
Her tongue pressed under the tip, slid down the vein, then she swallowed me deeper, moanin’ around my dick like she needed the taste more than she needed air.
I felt that shit all the way down my spine.
She kept goin’, suckin’ me slow then deep, her hand twistin’ around the base while her mouth worked the rest, and my grip on the wheel got tighter and tighter.
“Damn, girl… you tryna make me crash…” I groaned, my jaw clenchin’, and eyes fallin’ half-closed before I forced them back open.
Baby sucked me like she was hungry for it, sloppy sounds fillin’ the car while she moaned around my dick, and every moan sent another shock through my stomach.
Fuck,…” I groaned, my jaw tightenin’ while she bobbed her head slow, lettin’ spit run down my shaft while she used both hands to stroke what her mouth couldn’t handle yet. Every moan she let slip vibrated through me, and I had to adjust how I sat just to keep drivin’ straight.
“Baby…” I rasped, my breath hittin’ different now. “Daddy feel that shit… damn…”
She gagged once, then looked up at me with tears in her lashes and kept goin’.
That alone almost made me pull the car over right there.
By the time we reached her place, I was holdin’ the wheel with one hand and her hair with the other, breathin’ hard while she slobbered all over my dick.
I pulled crooked as hell in her driveway, put the whip in park, and before she could even wipe her mouth, I grabbed her chin and kissed her hard, lickin’ the taste of myself off her tongue.
I ain’t even give her time to move.
I got out, walked around the car fast, and opened her door.
Before she could stand all the way up, I had her pinned to the passenger side, my body pressed against hers, my hand grippin’ the side of her waist while my mouth dropped straight to her neck.
I kissed her deep, sucked slow, then harder, draggin’ my tongue up that soft spot under her ear until she damn near melted against the car.
She let out this soft whimper, her hand fistin’ my shirt, and that made me go harder.
I pulled one of her big, full titties out of her top, takin’ her nipple in my mouth immediately, suckin’ it slow at first, then deeper, holdin’ her close so she couldn’t run from the way I was usin’ my mouth on her.
“Renza…” she breathed, her voice tremblin’, her legs pressin’ together like she couldn’t hold herself up.
“Yeah, mama,” I murmured against her skin, suckin’ her nipple again, my tongue circlin’ around it while she arched into me. “Told you don’t say shit you can’t back up. And you been talkin’ shit all night.”
