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T.J. walked out of the halfway house dressed in a white T-shirt, tan Dickies and black Nike Cortez. A pair of black sunglasses called Locs sat at the top of his head. T.J. was a fat nigga that stood a solid five-foot-nine. He sported a fade that spun with waves and had bushy chin hairs you could braid into a ponytail.
T.J. made his way across the grounds of the halfway house, crossing the shade of a tree. As soon as he did, his eyelids narrowed into slits having met the beaming rays of the sun. He pulled the sunglasses over his eyes to shield them from the rays of sunlight and continued to G-walk toward the Honda Civic idling at the curb.
T.J opened the front passenger door and jumped into the seat, slamming the door shut behind him. He tossed his duffle bag into the backseat and turned to his baby momma, Boo. She was a light-skinned chick with mad ghetto sex appeal. She rocked her hair in long cornrows which extended down her back. A butterfly was tattooed on the side of her right eye. She had her son’s name, Cordary, inked on her tit and T.J.’s government name on the inside of her wrist. Inked on the side of her neck were red roses; Rest in Paradise Sophia which was her mother’s name was below the flowers. Boo was dressed in a dark blue jean jacket and matching jeans that hugged her ample ass.
One hand on the steering wheel, Sophia turned to T.J. sucking on a cherry Tootsie Roll pop. She sucked on the delicious red orb and then licked her full lips, seductively. The way she eyed T.J. made his dick as hard as a brick of coke. At that moment, he wanted to fuck the shit out of her.
“Heyyyy, baby zzzaddy.” Boo smiled at T.J. She then leaned forward and kissed him hard and sloppily. When she pulled away she had spit glistening at the corner of her mouth, which she wiped with her fingers and thumb.
“Damn, it’s like that?” T.J. said as he looked her up and down, biting down on his bottom lip. He grasped the bulge in his Dickies, dying to run his dick up in her.
“It’s like that, and then some.” she stuck the Tootsie Roll pop inside of his mouth and looked around to make sure there wasn’t anyone watching her.
Seeing that the coast was clear, she smiled devilishly and pulled down his zipper. His rock hard dick sprung forward and Boo stroked it. Looking up at his face, she watched as he leaned his head back and shut his eyelids. He moaned and groaned as she pumped his dick up and down causing a clear fluid to run from out of its pee hole. His dick seemed to have doubled in size while she was doing this, and he twitched from the sensation. Boo pulled off her shades and sat them down on the dashboard. After she licked her shiny, lip glossed lips, she dipped her head below his waistline and sucked him into her mouth. T.J. groaned aloud when he felt the warmth and wetness of her mouth. She hummed as she brought her lips up and down his dick, spilling her hot juices down his shaft. T.J. popped the sucker out of his mouth and looked down at her handle her business, placing his chubby hand at the back of her head. Quickly, he glanced around to see if there was anyone watching what was going down in the Honda. There were some people out and about, but neither of them was paying any attention to them.
“Yeah, that’s right, suck that dick! Suck that mothafucking dick, girl!” T.J. egged Boo on as he stared down at the back of her bobbing head. Once she brought her head halfway up his shit and gurgled on it, he told her, “Spit on ‘em, ma! Spit on that big mothafucka!”
Boo took her lips away from T.J.’s dick. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand as she stroked his dick up and down. She spit on his shit twice and kept on stroking it before she threw her mouth back on it, sucking him off and massaging his slightly hairy nut sack, concurrently. Eyes still on her, T.J.’s face balled up and he pressed his sneakers against the floor, feeling himself about to explode inside of her mouth.
“Ah, yeah! That’s it, that’s it! I’m ‘bouta nut, I’m ‘bouta nut all up in yo’ shit!” T.J. made promises of what was to come. As Boo sucked him harder and harder and massaged his sack, he stuck the sucker back inside of his mouth. He then gripped her head with both hands and started humping her mouth. The bitch didn’t gag at all. In fact, she could take a yard of dick in her grill with no problem. “Unh, unh, that’s it! Don’t stop, I’m ‘bouta cum! I’m ‘bouta mothafucking cum!”
T.J.’s forehead shined with perspiration being that it was pretty hot outside and he was fucking old girl’s mouth. Before he knew it, his toes were curling inside of his sneakers as he was releasing his warm, creamy jizz inside of Boo’s mouth. Relief crossed his face. He humped her mouth two more times and ground into it, before falling limp on the passenger seat. Having finished him off, Boo popped the glove box and grabbed the napkins from out of it. She spat T.J.’s semen inside of the napkin, folded it and then wiped her mouth with it. She then balled the napkin up and threw it out of the window.
“Yo’ finda park somewhere, I’m tryna get some pussy.” T.J. told his baby momma as he rubbed her fat twat through her jeans.
“Alright,” Boo responded and fired up her whip. She pulled away from the curb and drove down the block until she found an alley. She drove halfway down the path and cut the car off.
Boo and T.J. hurriedly unbuckled their belts and pulled their pants down. Boo crawled halfway into the backseat and pulled her jeans down around her thighs, leaving that fat ass monkey of hers bulging from between her legs. Her shit looked like a slightly hairy, balled, baby fist. T.J. couldn’t pull his Dickies down fast enough as he came up behind her. His dick was sticking straight out and covered with veins. Its head pulsated and semen oozed out of its peehole. T.J. lifted Boo’s shirt all the way up and spat in the palm of his hand twice, using his saliva to lube up his dick. Holding Boo’s hip firmly, he pushed his dick inside of her pussy. They both gasped when they felt one another, enjoying sensation that taintilized their southern regions. T.J. held Boo’s buttocks roughly and spread them apart, sliding himself in and out of her fuck-hole slowly. His throat moved up and down as he formed a pool of saliva inside of his mouth. Looking down, he released a steady stream of hot saliva, soaking his manhood as he continued to pump Boo’s gooey center. Her eyelids were forming slits and her mouth was hanging open, feeling her insides being massaged by her nigga. He was pulling his dick out to the tip and then pushing it all the way inside of her to his nut sack. Hearing Boo moaning and groaning, T.J. knew she was pleased with his thrusts so he sped up, going faster and faster. It wasn’t long before Boo was hollering aloud and the smell of sex was filling the air. The sound of damp fleshing slapping against one another consumed the atmosphere. The car started rocking back and forth.
“Ah, fuck! I’m finna bust!” T.J. snatched his dick out of Boo and jacked it, shooting strings of warm semen onto her back. He then rubbed his dick-head on her left ass cheek as his chest swelled up and down as he breathed.
Tiaz wiped the perspiration from off his forehead and popped the glove box open, grabbing a handful of napkins. He wiped off his semi limp dick and wiped off Boo’s back. Afterwards, he balled up the napkins and threw them shits out of the window. Falling back down on the passenger seat, he zipped up his Dickies and buckled up his belt. Once Boo had pulled up her jeans and buttoned them, she climbed back into the front and sat down in the driver seat.
“Yo’, where my lil’ man at?” T.J. inquired as he buckled his safety belt.
“He’s at my motha’s,” Boo answered as she fixed her hair. She flipped down the sun visor and looked into the rectangle shaped mirror, checking out her makeup. She then flipped the sun visor shut, buckled her safety belt and started up the car.
“I wanna see my lil’ nigga. We gotta scoop ‘em up once we hit this lick.”
“You got it, big daddy,” Boo said as she looked over her shoulder and backed out of the alley.