“We have to hurry up and go and I still need to take a shower!”
Keith yelled into the bathroom as I showered. I paid him no mind, still singing Beyoncé and lathering my body with my favorite shea butter and coconut oil scrub. We were going to be late for the dinner party, but I had other plans before we could attend that event…. I got out the shower and dried my body and then wrapped my afro.
Keith was already walking towards the door to prepare to shower, but I stopped him dead in his tracks with a passionate kiss. It’s rare that he cannot kiss me back or refrain from getting hard when he tastes me on his lips.
“Come on, bro. We gotta go! Stop playing…”
I continue to drop to my knees and pull his boxers down revealing the hard dick he is attempting to hold hostage from me, but I’m not having it. I take his full dick into my mouth easing my muscles to allow him deeper into my throat. Keith moans and pulls my head deeper into his love. I gag and leave a stream of spit from the head of his dick to my lips that I slurp and swallow. At this point I know he’s mine.