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Ms. Amanda Newman walked into her Miami Beach, Florida estate hours early, very frustrated. She couldn’t do it any more she thought as the tears begin to flow from her eyes. She was tired, sick of taking care of her husband and putting up with his bullshit. In fact, she was sick of everything! Though she just negotiated and signed a new contract with the chairman and the woman of the Red Market where they stored their bloody goods until they were ready for retail. She wanted to call it quits but she knew better. Her husband,Paul wouldn’t have it.
“Fuck no,” she thought.
He wouldn’t see to it personally that both she and Yoda rotted in prison for their disloyalty to him as he would see it. This scared her half to death. Paul was becoming a problem, a major one too and he had to be dismissed sooner than later! She would tell Yoda as soon as she was able to.
Paul was starting to become extremely greedy and wanted in on more than what was rightfully his. To make matters worse, he’d threatened to go public about all that he knew and possessed evidence to support his claims about both his wife and Yoda. In fact, the only claim Mr. Paul Newman couldn’t support was that his wife Amanda was having an affair with Yoda. Paul had learned that his wife’s affair was with his best friend and ex senior partner at the office of the United States Attorney. That was where he had worked until he was vengefully shot and paralyzed by associates of a very powerful Mexican drug cartel leader, whom he corruptly brought down . So, in other words, Paul’s very corrupt ways caught up with him and left him permanently paralyzed for the rest of his life, also ended his marriage as well after a year of passionless and pointless sex. Amanda quickly grew bored and sexually frustrated with her now crippled husband which then in turn, left her very weak, vulnerable and easy to be seduced by Victor, Paul’s best friend whom she’s been screwing ever since. Even things with him haven’t been so great lately which was one of the reasons why she chose to come down from New York City to Florida to crash Yoda’s party. She just wanted him to hold her. Yes, that’s all she wanted him to do while she vented and cried her heart out. In the end, they truly only had each other. For what it was worth, she had saved his life and in many ways, he had hers.
Amanda remembered the first time she saw and met the young fella whom was on her caseload and set to go to trial on a few white slavery charges and murder. He had come across so sweet and looked so innocent, she knew that she was in trouble. Her heart wouldn’t let her just treat him like the others, no she couldn’t throw him away forever. She thought, after leaving from their initial lawyer/client meeting. He deserved a second chance and she had decided that she would do everything in her power to see to that, as the two of them got to know one another much better.
To think it was both Paul and Victor who were prosecuting the case and trying their damndest to take the kids’ life from him permanently. Even without much evidence. Basically, they were going to illegally bend him over and fuck him literally with no grease at all! They were not even planning to stage a fair trial or anything for that matter. They were simply going to give it to him both very corrupted and raw. Oh yeah and uncut.
All this ran through Amanda’s mind as she walked through the grounds then the halls of the Versace Estate and up to the master bedroom. She was sure she’d find Yoda still asleep. Ms. Newman opened the double doors to the master bedroom and stepped inside to what was nearly the shock of her life. There laid inside her jumbo king-sized bed was Yoda and two other women all asleep and totally unaware of the fact that they were being watched. Ms. Newman was crushed as she stood there unable to stop staring closely at the three exposed, naked bodies. Yoda with his huge eleven-inch cock clearly showing while one hand rested on the breast of Madeline and the other on the thick and round shaped ass of Raven.
All types of feelings and mixed emotions were running through Ms. Newman’s mind and body as she allowed her eyes to take in every single detail and every possible thing in the room which may have led to the disrespect she was feeling from Yoda. There were bottles of liquor, the molly and then the weed. All this her eyes picked up on, then there was honey, chocolate, rose petals, strawberries, and candles but not one single wrapper or fully closed condom in sight. This caused her to snap. She lost it.
“You fucking bastard!” she yelled. “Get the fuck out of my house!” she screamed as she flung, tossed and threw things at a startled Yoda.
Ms. Newman was hurt and everything she felt inside from all that she was going through came out as she dove on Yoda and wildly attacked him. Both Raven and Madeline were slightly shocked and couldn’t help but laugh at the little scuffle they were witnessing. Amanda was fucking Yoda up and he was doing his best to keep his composure. He finally snapped, grabbed a hold of her petite frame and slammed her on the now empty bed causing her skirt to come up over her hips and her sexy little thong panties to be exposed. By then, Raven and Madeline had wrapped themselves inside a pair of satin sheets by Versace from the bed and had left out the room. They went into the one directly across from the room they were in.
Yoda’s now rock-hard dick was buried in between Ms. Newman’s thong exposed ass cheeks, due to the position they were in. As he restrained her, Amanda struggle to breathe steadily. She just laid there wrapped in his arms as he lay on top of her with her pussy soaked and wet and tears still falling. That didn’t stop her from reacting then pulling Yoda’s body into hers much closer. As she grinded her pussy on his hard and exposed dick, Ms. Newman’s actions caught Yoda off guard and he almost gave into his thoughts. Visions of him ripping the woman’s thong off her ass and then bending her over and fucking the shit out of her repeatedly played over and over in his mind. He remained calm and stayed in the same position he had her in when he restrained her. All the while she continuously grinded her pussy across his hard and exposed dick until her little body began to shudder from her much needed nut.
“The bitch badly wanted it,” was all that Yoda could think at the time.
His mind was slightly blown with Ms. Newman’s actions. Twenty minutes had passed after Ms. Newman got her shit off and the two had decided to get up from bed both needing to shower. Yoda from his threesome with Raven and Madeline and Ms. Newman from the nut she had just busted in her thong panties.
Ms. Newman was too embarrassed to look Yoda in the eyes after what she just did. She just pulled her skirt down and quickly left the room heading in the direction of the shower room where she would run into both Raven and Madeline for a second time. Yoda took his sweet time as he got himself together and prepared to get into the very large walk in shower down the hall. Drama was all Yoda could think about, as thoughts of Ms. Newman’s anger were being ignited and she begun fighting with the girls while in the shower invaded his mind. Me and my habits he thought.
Yoda began to sing the chorus to one of his favorite songs by Lil’ Wayne, “Pussy, Money, Weed,” he sang. “Pussy, Money, Weed,” he repeated as he walked out of the master bedroom and down the hall to the shower and bathroom. Upon entering, Yoda was surprised to see that all three of the women were inside the huge four people shower lathering themselves with soap and talking up a storm as if they were the best of friends.
Women he thought out loud to himself as he stepped inside to join them. Just as he stepped in the talking ceased and all eyes were on him. Evil eyes too! But Yoda just laughed and sung his favorite song very loud pissing the girls off as the words left his mouth, “Pussy, money, weed” he sung. “Pussy money and weed” he shouted. After thirty minutes in the shower, the party of four were all finished up and in their individual rooms getting dressed for a big day of pampering and shopping followed by dinner which was indeed all on Yoda as he had promised.
The girls were all in one single room helping one another get dressed in dresses, shoes and skirts by Gucci, Prada, Jimmy Choo, and Dior Homme. Yoda was dressed simply in a red, sporty blazer by Cashmere, a pair of True Religion jeans, white Polo V-neck and a pair of red Caiman Born black/ostrich mink Geranium Fenix shoes. After grabbing a few twenty thousand dollar stacks out of the house safe along with his unlimited credit cards, they headed out the door to the 2009 Maybach Landaulet that was waiting on them.
After getting inside the vehicle and waiting on the women to do the same, Yoda slouched back in his seat, went into his pockets and pulled out a vanilla wrap, his Kush and some Molly which was in a separate bag. He then passed the Kush and wrap to Raven told her to roll up while he dipped his finger into the Molly then into his mouth. As all this was being done, Ms. Newman gave Yoda plenty of attitude.
He put on his dark tinted Gucci shades and smacked his teeth as he thought, “Fuck she talking ‘bout?”
“I got to be high to put up with these bitches all day! Yo driver, take us to the port of Miami.” he spat as he pulled out his phone to call and make sure that their yacht would be there and ready when they pulled up.
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Chapter Four