Way 2 Sexy

The room is only dimly lit, and a heavy scent lies in the air. First thing you smell is something sweet, like cotton candy, but behind that is something else. Something you smelled after the house parties, when the guys left the rooms they fucked the groupies in. It's sex, you realize. This place smells of sex.

The hoe on the bed spreads her legs invitingly, showing off her clean-shaven, pink pussy. "Hey big man. I've been waiting for you." It's the voice from the phone. She grabs one of her fat tits and tweaks her nipples, moaning softly, while her other hand uses two fingers to spread her pussy for you.

You've been with a couple women in your life, and you've seen some crazy shit during your job, but something about this bitch just made your cock hard in an instant.

"So you the gift them niggas prepared?" You open up your belt and take off your shirt. Your muscles ripple under your onyx skin.

"Hmmm maybe you're the gift for me?" She plunges two of her fingers in her already dripping wet pussy, eyeing the big outline against your boxers with hungry eyes. "Don't let me wait."

You hesitate. "Drake know I'm fucking his bitch?"

"Oh trust me, he knows." She gets off the bed and crawls over to you.