“Were you spoiled as a kid?” I asked after a while.
“Not really.”
“Were you bad?”
“Nah. I was rambunctious and got into my share of things, but I knew my parents didn’t play. I did what they told me to do and chilled when it was time to. Every now and then I would push too far and suffer the consequences, but I never got too out of hand. As far as spoiled, my parents made sure that we earned things. We did our chores and kept up good grades, and we were either rewarded with something we really wanted or surprised with something we didn’t expect. What about you?”
“I wasn’t spoiled either, but I did have a sassy mouth that kept me in trouble in school and at home. As the oldest, I was supposed to set an example for Aria; now that’s the one who was spoiled. I can’t blame my parents solely though. I was as much at fault for that as they were. I let her have her way whenever those eyes got all big and pouty. Aria was my baby.”
“You think our kids will be spoiled?”
We looked at each other and replied “Rotten” at the same time and burst out laughing.
It wasn’t long before we finished our lunch, and I lay back on his lap.
“We need to hit the road in a little while so that you can get some good shopping in. It’s almost noon.”
I rolled over on my belly and looked up at him.
“What?”
“I have an idea that might get us moving again.”
“I’m listening.”
I sat up and removed my sweater. Tugging one end of the blanket over his leg, I covered my head with the sweater and pulled his dick out of his sweats.
“Girl, you’re about to rob me of all my energy and put my ass to sleep,” he muttered with a chuckle.
“Well, I thought while it was quiet on this end of the park and no one was around, I would reward you, sir.”
“Reward me for what?”
“Being a good man to your woman.”
“Reward me, baby.” His voice dipped low as I took the head of his dick in my mouth and sealed it close. My tongue rolled over his Prince Albert piercing, working back and forth.
“Ohhh, Del. That’s it, baby.” He rested his hand on top of my head, and I slowly worked him deeper to the back of my throat, lapping at the rungs of his Jacob’s ladder as I went.
It was amazing how terrified I was of his penile piercings when we first had sex. I just knew they would hurt me somehow, and I thought it made him a little bit crazy doing something like that to his body. I was turned on every time I saw them now and eager to get on his dick and ride it but giving him head would have to do for now.
Naijhel pumped his hips up as he planted his hands firmly on the ground. I bobbed my head up and down, taking him in andreleasing him. My hands cupped his balls through his sweats and worked him over.
He was warm and tasted a little like cashmere and leather. The men’s grooming product that he used actually tasted good and made me wonder if they were designed for women to do things like this.
When he nutted in my mouth, it was with a barely concealed groan. I reached inside my purse and pulled out a pack of wipes that I used to clean him up.
“You were prepared, I see.”
“Always,” I replied cheekily, standing up.
“Don’t tell me that. You’ll be sucking dick from now until eternity, girl.”
I giggled and reached back down for him to help him stand. He grabbed his cane and pushed up to his feet.
“Catch you some quick shut-eye, and I’ll clean this mess up.”
“Girl, that’s no sleep.”
