TWENTY-SEVEN

Early in the morning, Lil’ Long awoke, raised his head slightly and peered down below his waistline. There was no more bleeding. Gone were the pains. Lil’ Long noticed Tina. He sighed as he watched his hardness disappear between the apple red lips of his shapely guest. Tina sucked and licked rigorously. Lil’ Long groaned.

“Easy, Tina… Ahh… Oh yeah, take care, girl. Yeah, yeah,” Lil’ Long said.

His fingers were playing in Tina’s bronzed streaked mane. She twitched her lips, moved her head around while her tongue stabbed at his scrotum. His love instrument was rock hard. Lil’ Long could feel the inevitable explosion brewing on the horizon. Before the tidal rush exploded, the sexy Tina abruptly changed position.

She began rubbing her caramel color tits smoothly against his hardness. Using both hands, she then massaged her caramel breasts. Sensitive nipples hardened as her tongue snaked all over her juicy lips. She slid her tongue along Lil’ Long’s anxious throat. She worked deliberately and gently, moving away from the area of his crotch. Tina languidly licked every inch between. She teased the head continually, flicking her tongue back and forth. Each movement caused her tits to dance.

“Damn! That stiffy looks so good… So-o-o good,” Tina whispered.

Her hot breath made Lil’ Long quiver, suddenly she jumped on it. “Ahh yeah… hmm…” she wailed as she began to ride the muscular beast. Her breasts hopped up and down like a bunny rabbit.

“Ohh… Ahh oww. Nah you can’t do it that hard bi-bi-bitch. That way gon’ hurt ‘em stitches. Turn around and do it the other way. Let me see that fat ass work.”

Tina spun her body around, crouched until Lil’ Long shuddered. His toes curled and then he screamed. Tina continued to hold on.

“Oh ah, oh oh-oh-oh. Ugh, yeah, yeah.” Tina ground her pussy on the Lil’ Long’s huge dick. Tina arched her back and threw her head back bucking into climax. Lil’ Long held onto the back of her mane. He could feel another explosion coming on.

Groping her own breast, she screamed, “Oh yesss… whew, papi. Ahh, papi.”

“Yes bitch keep it moving, keep it moving. I’m about to… agh…”

“Oh yeah, baby. Ahh… that was a good one. Hmm… ha… ha… ha… ha…” Tina’s voice trailed off to a soft chuckle. She slowed her rocking to a steady grind and hissed.

She leaned forward playing with Lil’ Long’s feet and remained perched on top until he went limp.

“I need to get my hair done up, baby. Look what you did to it,” she said rolling off and onto the floor.

“Ouch! Watch da fuck what you doing, bitch?”

“I’m sorry, boo. I mean I forgot you’re still hurting,” Tina kissed her hand, reached over and touched his groin area. “Your dick was like so rock inside me. Why, you weren’t hurting’ then?” She reached over and kissed the area.

Lil’ Long replaced the weapon under the pillow. Tina moved her ass around, tugged at the length of her hair and headed to the bathroom. Lil’ Long remained motionless. His eyes were closed when the sound of toilet flushing ushered Tina back into the bedroom.

“Look at what you’ve done to my hair,” she said in the best of her saddened tone. Lil’ Long opened his eyes. He removed the money clip from the pocket of his jeans and stuffed a wad of bills at Tina’s thonged ass. She counted the money with quickness.

“This is only a hundred a fifty,” she declared.

“Yeah and? Go to the deli and get me some breakfast, girl.”

“Where’s the money?” Tina asked with her hand on her hip and palm out. Lil’ Long eyeballed her. Tina was a sexy and exotic Latin girl. Her shapely figure made her hot.

“The money?” she prompted as Lil” Long continued to look. “You gotta pay for what you got and what you got is a high class ghetto bitch. I like expensive things. I don’t come cheap. So if you’re gonna be penny pinching then I just got to go get me another baller. A big baller. Feel me?” She was close up and in his face. Her hair touching his grill.

Lil’ Long could smell the result of their sex. He reached up and parted her hair exposing her face. His finger played with her lips. Then he thrust his tongue in her mouth. She grunted and fell on top of him. Lil’ Long rolled her over and eased his hardened member past thongs and into her fire.

“Ohh… Ohh… Ohh.” She groaned.

“I want ham and cheese with fried eggs on a roll,” whispered Lil’ Long between strokes. “Holla if you hear me, girl.”

“How do you want your eggs?” Tina asked. Her firm round derrière rising to meet his every stroke.

“Huh, uh… I want them hard,” Lil’ Long grunted and stroked to an orgasm. He rolled off.

“I’ve asked you before, where is the money? This here is to get my do did. So where is the money for your breakfast? Fork it over.” Tina said as she dressed.

“Money,” she said with her palms up.

“All right,” Lil’ Long said, reaching for additional bills. He peeled off a yard. “You straight now, bitch. You straight?”

“Why I got to be a bitch? Why can’t a woman…” Tina saw Lil’ Long reach under the pillow. Her mouth opened.

“I’m gone. I was just making a joke. I was gonna go. I was just playing. You know me, Lil’ Long. It’s whatever you want.”

“Bring me some orange juice and a vanilla Dutch.”

Tina took no chance. With the money for her hair secured in a Louis Vuitton Monogram handbag, Tina made the sign of the cross when she passed a church on her way to the bodega. Before she could give her order Tina spotted the detective car coming to a stop. On her way out she watched the officers get out of the car and head in the direction of the apartment building. She pressed her speed dial.

“Lil’ Long you need to get the fuck up out of that crib already. Two DT’s are on their way up.” Tina hiked her tight skirt, waved her ass into the lucky cab and was gone.