Free The Real Trap Wives Of Memphis by Monica Parker

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    “Save the questions for later,” I winked as we walked up the stairs with him leading the way. This fool had rose petals on the stairs leading to our bedroom. We entered holding hands. There were rose petals all around the room. I could tell that he was in a rush when he scattered them. It looked like he just stood in front of a fan with the petals in his hand.
    Jacori placed a few candles evenly on a dinner tray and set them on the dresser before he gripped my waist. He walked me towards the stereo then hit play on the stereo playing one of my favorite songs called Feenin’ by Lyrica Anderson featuring Kevin gates. I wanted to be on my animalistic shit because Kevin brought that out in me, but I decided to let Jacori take his time. He undressed me slowly, staring down into my eyes like he was making love to my soul. He was admiring my flawless body. I looked like a goddess in my 6 inch pumps and he admired me like one. Jacori caressed my body with his hands while dropping the remote to the stereo on the ground. His dick was harder than a missile in the war in Iraq.  My pussy was on drip mode as it throbbed with anticipation.
    Jacori laid me on the edge of the bed gently and opened my legs slowly before pushing his head between my legs. I sucked in a breath as he slid his tongue in with the tip of it grazing my walls. He gripped my thighs and plunged his tongue as far as it could go. I wanted to run, but he had a grip on me and punished me by licking my insides in a slow circular motion. Feeling my body ready to convulse, I began pulling on the back of his head and squirming trying to run away, but he wouldn’t loosen his grip. I was throwing my pussy in a circle to match his tongue strokes.
     Jacori had that finger licking, tongue twisting good head. Moaning and groaning had me on a whole ‘other level as I gripped the sheets beneath me exposing my mattress. “Damn J… Eat your pussy baby,” I moaned.
    My husband could eat the panties off you if he wanted too. His head game was so official that you would swear he used a playback. He would take your breath out your body and then give it back when he was ready.
    “What you want me to do, bae?” he asked between slurps of my clit which had swelled to the size of a peanut M&M. I tried to repeat it, but no words would come out as he sucked my clit into his mouth. “Oooh, shiiiitt! I felt the pressure building, and when I could control it no longer, he slid back and placed his finger inside of my vault pressing upwards. I squirted my love all over him and my bed.
    “Mmmm, damn was it like that?” he asked, slurping my juices off of me. He rose up wiping his face and I could see he was ready to put his monster dick inside of me. We switched positions. I sat up on the bed and grabbed him by his dick before sliding it all the way to the back of my throat. His eyes rolled back as I gripped his ass forcing him in and out of my wet mouth. He stood on his tiptoes before pushing my head back. I knew what he wanted.
    “Baby, I know that you ready for this wet-wet. You want to know what I’m about to do to your body my king?”
    Jacori kissed my lips so I knew he was ready for some good- good. He laid down next to me and my mouth instantly watered. It craved his taste, because I was far from being done with him. However, it was time he got what he really wanted. I crawled up next to him, massaging his pole with my hand. It felt like a piece of iron, it was so hard. I leaned down to his ear and in my most seductive voice I whispered, “Ask me what I’m about to do to your body.” I increased the speed of my hands causing him to shudder.
    “What are you about to do to my body my beautiful queen?”
    “Baby boy, I’m about to give you something to think about. Hell when I’m done with you you’re probably going to be talking about me to your boys. I’m about to let your boys ride your dick like a cowgirl since that's where your loyalty lies; cuz your loyalty