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dick. My asshole squeezed so tight. I didn’t want to stop because I knew it would’ve been too obvious and I didn’t want this nigga to kill my ass. My heart was racing I was about to panic, but I didn’t rear off course.
     
    The situation had me going wild. It was feeling so good that I couldn’t hold back. I had to let it go “Ah… Ah…damn…daddy…” I screamed out. I guess all my loud moaning out of control turned him on more. I was hitting his spot because his eruption filled up my asshole and slid down my thighs moments later. I got up picking my shit up when he asked me where I was going. “You don’t have to leave. I want you to stay” said Mike.
     
    I was flattered that he wanted to take it there with me. I just didn’t want to risk that nigga touching my dick in the middle of the night. I turned him down on his offer “I’m going home” I replied. “Why?” he asked in an angry tone. Mike asked “What you got a man there waiting on you or something?” “No” I reassured him with a quick response.
     
    This nigga never gave a damn if I had a man or not before. Now he is being so territorial all of a sudden. “So why can’t you stay?” he asked. “I have to get up early in the morning. Besides I would prefer to be in the comfort of my own bed” I stated. I was turned on like a motherfucker by all of his begging, but I wasn’t about to give in. Not even if he had Keith Sweat doing the begging for him.
     
    I left and was riding down the city streets in my Lexus. I was thinking to myself that I can’t keep up my act with him hounding me the way he was. Sooner or later he was going to get suspicious. I knew I couldn’t keep hiding from him or all the future victims. I knew I needed to cut this dick off if I wanted to pursue this caliber of men and live my life as a woman.
     
    The next morning I woke up bright and early with him heavy on my mind. I jumped in the shower put on my $300 True Religion jeans and was on my way to a video shoot for a local up and coming artist. He wanted a bitch like me in his video to help boost his career. Mike was blowing my phone up, but I ignored him on purpose. I needed to let him sweat a little bit, he was clamping on a bitch entirely too tight.
     
    What happened to all his groupie hoes? Shit I needed some space. The making of the video was an all-day affair. I went up in there and did my thing though. You would’ve thought I was the artist how I made both the video and the song hot. Later on that night I looked at my phone and Mike was blowing my shit up. I still didn’t answer nor did I return any of his calls.
     
    I thought about going over to his house after he was stalking me all day, but decided against it. I said you know what fuck him. He had the audacity to make me wait six months for some dick so he can wait a few days for some ass. I was about to fuck with his head a little bit.
     
    For the next couple of days I handled my business while his calls increased by the day. I wanted him to back up off me a little bit, but that shit didn’t work. That just made him more interested. After a week or so I finally called him. He wanted to see me so bad that he didn’t even argue with me. He just asked me to come through his spot. It took me about two hours to get dressed then I was on my way.
     
    When I arrived he told his driver to go and start the car. He told me to go ahead of him and wait. All of his groupies were hurt, pissed, looking salty as hell, hating, and grilling me because he was leaving they ass behind to kick it with me. My feelings towards the situation were fuck them all. I was laughing on the inside and out. I love envy that’s one hell of an emotion. They were so jealous. They knew they could say whatever they wanted from a distance, but they knew not to step to me with that bullshit.
     
    Mike got in the car and told me he was taking me shopping. I was excited because I was about to milk that nigga like a cow. I couldn’t