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I tossed his clothes at the foot of the bed and took my spot back in his lap. Sitting on top of him like this, I promise I had the best view in the house. I got to look into his pretty eyes, see the amazing facial features he had, and take in that beautiful six pack that he was working with. I really have no idea how I get up and leave this man every night to go to work. Wolf had the kind of presence that made you want to stick around him and lie up under him every hour of the day.

With the camera on me, I didn’t waste any time rising my hips up a little, holding that big dick in my hands, and gliding it up and down my wet pussy. When I did that, Wolf released a moan of satisfaction. That moan got me even wetter.

“Sit on that shit baby,” he coached me.

That was all I needed to hear before I slowly lowered my pussy onto the base of his dick. I went lower inch by inch. Once it was all inside me, I went ahead and put my weight onto the heels of my foot, placed the palm of my hands down on his chest, and I started riding that dick.

“Shittttt,” I released my first moan because it felt like the second that dick got inside me, Wolf had already found my spot, and was slowly beating up against it, even as he was under me.

When it came to getting fucked by him, I sucked at doing two things at once. Meaning, I couldn’t ride that dick and look into the camera. My eyes were too busy rolling into the back of my head, as I had a field day on that dick.

“Lift your head up and look at me. I got shit I want to tell you,” Wolf demanded me.

It was a struggle, but I raised my head and brought it closer to him. I put my forehead right in front of his, making them touch. I wanted to hear and feel everything this man had to tell me. During that, he extended his arm out that was holding onto the phone, giving the camera the perfect angle, showing me riding, while keeping him inside the frame too.

“It ain’t shit in the world that anyone can tell me about you that’ll get me to leave you. Our shit run deep. I actually love you, and I’m in love with you. You know that?” he asked me and then he started pounding my pussy from beneath.

This was the part where his ass was going to have me crying in here. It felt too good. Plus, his words were so beautiful. Every time Wolf expressed his love for me, I always got emotional. I knew it stemmed from me believing him. Before him, I genuinely believed that another man has never loved me. Wolf didn’t have to break it down and be technical with me. I could tell by the way he handled me that he loved me, and that’s why it made me so emotional each time.

“I knowwwww…. I knowwwww,” I whined, almost to my peak, and about to explode on him.

“This pussy so good, Deja. I know how to handle this motha fucka too. I know just the right strokes to give this pussy to make it do certain things. I can make you squirt. I can make your orgasm powerful. I know how to make your ass pass out too. Which one you want? You don’t even gotta limit yourself. I can make you do all three. How you want it, beautiful?” he asked, still pounding away. My mouth was open, but I couldn’t speak. I just never felt anything as beautiful as this before.

“Which one baby? Fuckin around with me, I’ll make this pussy do all three,” he chastised me, and I believed him.

“I want to squirt. Hmmmmm…. Wolffffff…. Make this pussy squirt pleaseeeee,” I cried out, riding faster.

That was all he needed to hear before he started hitting my ass with quick, deep strokes. I brought my lips to him, tongue kissing him through all this pressure. The second I felt it in my stomach, I broke the kiss. This nasty ass man turned my head, making me look at the phone camera, so he could capture the way this orgasm was taking my body through it.

“Baby….. I’m cuminggggg…. Fuck….. it’s in my stomachhhh,” I cried, my head facing the camera, but I wasn’t focused.

My eyes were too busy rolling, as he took me through this powerful orgasm. I was shaking on him. Whining, screaming, and moaning. I don’t know what he had in that dick to make my orgasms this powerful, but this feeling went on for at least fifteen seconds. I was undergoing an outer body experience, causing my eyes to water, and my body to continue vibrating against him.

“Shit,” I eventually released after I calmed down.

I felt high as I laid the side of my face against the front of his, where he placed kisses on my cheek. My eyes were able to focus on the camera now. Wolf still had his hand extended, showcasing this intimate moment between us. Once my breathing was back to normal, I turned to face him, so I could kiss him some more. This little intermission gave fat ma more than enough time to calm down.

“We going again?” he asked me as we were still kissing.

“Wolf, don’t make me pass out. For real. I gotta go to work,” I voiced.

First of all, I needed to be in the bathroom right now putting on my makeup. I should be finishing my makeup, actually. My bag should already be packed, so I could walk out of the door.

Look what this man had me in here doing.

He never promised me that he wouldn’t make me pass out. Instead, he picked me up, flipping me, so that I could get down on all fours. I don’t know which hoe Wolf dealt with before me that taught him how to get these good angles of us fuckin, but she definitely taught him right.

He placed the phone on the bed, keeping it on the front camera. The phone was angled facing up right in between my legs, so it would capture the perfect view of that dick going in and out of me. I knew this ride was going to be long and bumpy, so I held onto the comforter, as he gripped my waist tightly with his hands, and slid that dick inside of me.

The dick on Wolf was heavy, thick, long and curvy, so whenever he started hitting me from the back, my brain sends signals to me, telling me to run. That’s exactly what I did. I tensed up, moaned, and tried to inch away.

“Ay, stop playing with me. This the same dick you make sure to tell me every day that it belongs to you. Fuck like it! How you going to take ownership over something that you struggling to keep inside you?” he called my ass out and started fuckin me deeper.

“Fuckkkkkkk,” I threw my ass back at him, reaching a hand back, so that I could place it on the back of his knee.

When you’re dealing with a big dick nigga, that hand had to reach back for the knee. I do that to control the tempo of that dick. On a night like tonight, the tempo had to be controlled. He was fuckin me like I didn’t have somewhere I needed to be.

“I’m putting billionaire dick in you, baby. You got the option to stay your ass home tonight. When people ask you why you got this billionaire nigga fuckin you, yet you work the way you do, make sure you tell them that you work because you choose to. I don’t force you to work, you know that right?” he asked, searching for my spot with that dick, hitting against different curves, looking for it.