on to him, loving how good he was making her feel. Again, a huge orgasm was approaching. He pulled out and said, “Turn around, let me get some from the back.” She turned around on all fours, looking back at him over her shoulder. “Handle it,” she said. He did just that. Gripping her hips, he went in hard stroking long and fast. Dominique bit into the pillow as a combination of pleasure and pain overtook her body. “What did you want me to do to it?” Kayson was talking shit with confidence.
“Handle . . . ittt . . .” she responded and then looked back again. “Damn boy . . . you a beast . . .” She moaned loudly.
“That’s all I needed to know.” Pulling her to the edge of the bed, he stood behind her for leverage. Then he tore that ass up for almost an hour. He was riding and popping her on her ass. She yelled, “Yessss . . . fuck me . . . fuck me.”
Kayson rode her for a few more minutes until she came again and so did he. He pulled out, snatched off the magnum, and busted all over her ass. She quickly turned around and sucked on the head of his dick, drinking the rest of his seed. Finally, she fell back on the bed, legs shaking and pussy throbbing.
Kayson lay next to her. “You good, ma?”
“Uuuummmm . . . yeeesss,” she said, not believing that a sixteen-year-old boy had just fucked the shit out of her.
As if he could read her mind he said, “Yeah, you thought you were messing with a lamb; you fucked around and ran up in the lion’s den.”
A smiled formed on Dominique’s mouth. “Yes I did, and you ate my ass up,” she said in a drowsy voice.
“I aim to please,” Kayson said full of pride.
A long silence ended their conversation. Kayson glanced at Dominique as she dozed off. Damn shame, can’t even hang with a young boy, he thought.
He called room service and ordered some wings and two orders of pasta alfredo with shrimp. Then he showered and re-entered the room, admiring his handiwork as he looked her over. Laughing and shaking his head, he poured himself a glass of champagne and two shots of Jack Daniels. He rubbed the small sample of lotion on his body as he stared in the mirror.
“You heard what she said. Boy, you a beast,” he said, grabbing his dick. He put on the hotel robe, swallowed the shots of Jack, and prepared to settle down. Then a knock came at the door. He grabbed his nine and moved to the door.
“Who is it?”
“Room service.” The voice came from the other side of the door.
He looked out the peek hole to confirm. “Hold on.” Kayson grabbed a hundred dollar bill, slipped the gun in his pocket, and opened the door.
The young white boy pushed in the cart and looked over at Dominique who was passed out. Kayson looked at the young boy turn red and a smile came across his face.
“That will be $42.50,” his little squeaky voice bellowed out.
Kayson handed him the hundred-dollar bill and said, “Keep the change.”
“Thank you, sir. Enjoy the rest of your evening.” He smiled from ear to ear. With that, he was out the door.
Kayson looked under the top of each dish. It smelled so good. On the bottom was an extra tray. He opened it and saw a little cake that read: Happy Birthday Nephew. Love Unc. He smiled, closed the lid then walked over to the bed and woke Dominique up so she could eat with him. He sat next to her and patted her arm. She opened her eyes. “Wake up so we can eat this food,” he said. She rolled over, still groggy.
“I am so sleepy, Kayson,” she said, flashing him a sexy smile.
“Don’t worry; daddy will rock you back to sleep.”
All she could do was shake her head. She had not been that sexually satisfied in years and by a young nigga. She got up and joined him. They ate and laughed and then true to his word, he fucked her right back into a coma. They both slept until check out. From that day on, Dominique was hooked on that young dick
“Handle . . . ittt . . .” she responded and then looked back again. “Damn boy . . . you a beast . . .” She moaned loudly.
“That’s all I needed to know.” Pulling her to the edge of the bed, he stood behind her for leverage. Then he tore that ass up for almost an hour. He was riding and popping her on her ass. She yelled, “Yessss . . . fuck me . . . fuck me.”
Kayson rode her for a few more minutes until she came again and so did he. He pulled out, snatched off the magnum, and busted all over her ass. She quickly turned around and sucked on the head of his dick, drinking the rest of his seed. Finally, she fell back on the bed, legs shaking and pussy throbbing.
Kayson lay next to her. “You good, ma?”
“Uuuummmm . . . yeeesss,” she said, not believing that a sixteen-year-old boy had just fucked the shit out of her.
As if he could read her mind he said, “Yeah, you thought you were messing with a lamb; you fucked around and ran up in the lion’s den.”
A smiled formed on Dominique’s mouth. “Yes I did, and you ate my ass up,” she said in a drowsy voice.
“I aim to please,” Kayson said full of pride.
A long silence ended their conversation. Kayson glanced at Dominique as she dozed off. Damn shame, can’t even hang with a young boy, he thought.
He called room service and ordered some wings and two orders of pasta alfredo with shrimp. Then he showered and re-entered the room, admiring his handiwork as he looked her over. Laughing and shaking his head, he poured himself a glass of champagne and two shots of Jack Daniels. He rubbed the small sample of lotion on his body as he stared in the mirror.
“You heard what she said. Boy, you a beast,” he said, grabbing his dick. He put on the hotel robe, swallowed the shots of Jack, and prepared to settle down. Then a knock came at the door. He grabbed his nine and moved to the door.
“Who is it?”
“Room service.” The voice came from the other side of the door.
He looked out the peek hole to confirm. “Hold on.” Kayson grabbed a hundred dollar bill, slipped the gun in his pocket, and opened the door.
The young white boy pushed in the cart and looked over at Dominique who was passed out. Kayson looked at the young boy turn red and a smile came across his face.
“That will be $42.50,” his little squeaky voice bellowed out.
Kayson handed him the hundred-dollar bill and said, “Keep the change.”
“Thank you, sir. Enjoy the rest of your evening.” He smiled from ear to ear. With that, he was out the door.
Kayson looked under the top of each dish. It smelled so good. On the bottom was an extra tray. He opened it and saw a little cake that read: Happy Birthday Nephew. Love Unc. He smiled, closed the lid then walked over to the bed and woke Dominique up so she could eat with him. He sat next to her and patted her arm. She opened her eyes. “Wake up so we can eat this food,” he said. She rolled over, still groggy.
“I am so sleepy, Kayson,” she said, flashing him a sexy smile.
“Don’t worry; daddy will rock you back to sleep.”
All she could do was shake her head. She had not been that sexually satisfied in years and by a young nigga. She got up and joined him. They ate and laughed and then true to his word, he fucked her right back into a coma. They both slept until check out. From that day on, Dominique was hooked on that young dick
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