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She pretends she’s asleep, but I know she’s awake. I buck my hips.

“My vagina is closed.”

“How are the other holes? Busy? What time do they open? Are they currently taking reservations?”

She mutters against my chest, “I do have an opening today at four for all possible holes.” I laugh and jostle her. She’s never taken me through the backdoor, but I find it hilarious to talk about it. “But those openings are filling up fast, so I’d put a deposit down soon.” I glide my hand down her crack and flirt with her cute little rosebud that I’d love to ravage.

“I’d like to put down a deposit for the rear entry at four.”

“You mean you’ll start prepping me to take that big fat cannoli for the next two weeks, starting at your 4pm appointment?”

“I’m sorry, the brochure didn’t say anything about a two-week prep.”

“You should have read the fine print.”

I tickle her and she screams with laughter, wiggling on top of me.

“Fine. I’ll take the deal, but I’m going to need to kick the tires a bit.” I snake my hand down her back gently and spread her gorgeous ass cheeks as she screams, then scoots down my legs laughing.

“Two weeks. Book it, Gingersnap. Put it in that google calendar of yours. I’ll be sending a meeting request after you ride my cock. And I’ll have your homework delivered. Start with the smallest one.”

“Ahhh!” She leans down over my torso and without warning takes me to the back of her throat. “Or that. That will work too. Love that mouth of yours. Especially when it’s swallowing my cock.” I wrap her messy curls around my fist and move her where I want her. Then I increase the pace, fucking her mouth as she groans and sucks.

She taps me and I pull her off. She stares at me. “Cancel the goons in the hallway.”

“You just got up. How the hell did you know?” I let go of her hair and sit up against the headboard. She straddles my legs and pulls the sheet in front of her.

She purses her lips. “They got here last night and the lighter complexion man isn’t very bright. I asked him what he was doing here, and he told me he’s to make sure the woman who lives in this apartment doesn’t go anywhere for two weeks.”

“Christ.” I slap my palm to my forehead and smooth back my hair. She stands and pulls the sheet with her, exposing my now deflated dick.

She gesturing with her free hand. “Not happening. You think I’d be cool with you going off and dying? And I’m stuck here playing Scrabble in a language I don’t understand, overlooking a life I can’t have.”

“Why Scrabble? Cards are universal. Play cards.”

“I don’t like cards as much as Scrabble.”

“I’ve never seen or heard of you playing Scrabble in your life.”

“I play.”

“With whom?”

“People. I have Scrabble people.”

“Men? Do you play Scrabble with other men, because I think I’d fucking shove some tiles down their throats.”

“Do not kill people for playing Scrabble with me,” she says.

“Dirty Scrabble? How much fucking Scrabble are you playing?”

“Enough. Look, I think the point is, if you’re running into death’s embrace for real, I’m going too.” She leans over and pumps my cock back to fully erect while she licks her lips.

“That fucking mouth. Fine.” Then her lips wrap around my fat cock that’s suddenly dripping with precum. “Mary and the saints. So fucking hot that mouth of yours. I’m going to spill, and you’re going to swallow every fucking drop of me.” She pats my side and I pull her off. She takes in a huge breath, then smiles.

“It’s my favorite breakfast.” I stuff my dick back in her mouth, and she goes to work.

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