Free My Hustler’s Keeper by Larissa Page A

while wrapping her legs around my back. Her body soon starts moving from under me like a snake, causing me to slow down a bit.
    “No, no, no daddy, don’t slow down now,” She tells me, squeezing her pussy muscles upon my dick and pushing me deeper into her moist castle.
    “Sing to me baby,” she says softly into my ear while sucking on my neck.
    “ Baby won't you have a seat; give me a second while I start this beat. I've been gone for months doing what I do, but now that I'm home I'm gonna do it for you. See the bed is my stage girl, but the spotlight shines on you. We made love a thousand times but tonight this is what I'm gonna do .” Slowly singing the lyrics to Jonny’s P “Sing 2 You” I feel her body shake with pleasure.
    “Awwwwwwe, shit Sincere, that’s my spot,” she cries out.
    “ I'm gonna make your body sweat, with a performance that you won't forget. I'm gonna give you a private show, and show you how low these vocals go. Do you mind if I sing to you, while I make love to you baby ?”
    “Not at all,” she replies back, grinding her hips. “C’mon, daddy, I can tell you’re ready to finish this performance up.”
    “Only if you want me to,” I tell her, slowing down my process. “I live to please you ma, so your wish is my commend.”
    “I love you Sincere,” she says, looking me dead into my eyes.
    “ Would you mind if I take my time? Touching you, kissing you, you're so fine. Start from your head, down to your toes, one thousand kisses ‘til you can't take no more .”
    “Nah, Daddy I wouldn’t mind that,” she whispers into me ear causing me to lose my concentration. Placing her legs over my shoulder I begin to grind deeper inside of her.
    “Sincere, you suppose to be making love to me, not trying to tear the lining out my pussy.”
    “Sorry ma.” I chuckle.
    Going deeper into her soul, her nails dig into my flesh. She squeezes her pussy tighter as we both climax. 
    “You cheated,” she manages to say out of breath.
    “You know I can’t control myself when you do that,” I had to remind her.
    “You still cheated.”
    “I’m sorry ma. That shit was feeling good and I didn’t wanna get mines off and leave you hanging.”
    “Trust me, I was never gonna be left hanging. But you ain’t even finish the song,” she says, wrapping her body over mines.
    “ Come here girl, give daddy a hug. Tonight you’re gonna be loved by a thug. I'm on top of you, you on top of me ,” I finish the ending, singing smoothly into her ear until she falls asleep.
     
    My Hustler’s Keeper
    -11-
    MARY
     
    Her eyes watch me as if I am the bad guy, which to her I am. But to me it is payback. I go back and forth from her to Joe, as his eyes linger across her body. The look in them is pure lust. I watch as he grabs his dick and licks his lips, causing me to slap her across the face. Her head flies in the opposite direction and before she can get a word out another slap creeps up on her.
    “What the fuck Mary!” Joe yells.
    “Stop looking at her,” I shout.
    “Don’t hurt her. She’s too sexy to be getting bruised up.
    “So now you’re a rapist too?” I scream at Joe.
    “Rapist!” he yells out, moving closer towards me. “Understand this baby girl. I don’t have to rape no bitch. Pussy comes to me freely,” he says laughing.
    “And besides you’re dating Daniel right?” he asks Rayla looking in her direction.
    “Right,” she replies back through her tears.
    “See, she has a man and I’m not about to be the rebound,” he says, winking at her.
    “Joe cut it out with the bullshit. I’m not a little ass kid. I know you wanna fuck her.”
    “And if I do?” he says, placing his hands to my face, getting ready to slap me, but then stopping.
    “You know what Mary? I don’t have time to be yelling at your retarded ass. I have shit to do. Lock the bitch up and c’mon,” he yells out before leaving the basement and going up the stairs.
    “Please can you let me go?” she