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Lesson Learned

I apologized to her hundreds of time for the past week    
she ignored my calls, text and FaceTime messages    
then a sudden knock on my door like raging thunder    
     
“what the fuck” I said as I opened the door with ferocity    
hands all up in my face, neck waving, mouth sideways    
“listen up you, I’m tired of you and all your shit” she said    
     
the stare down was monumental, emphatically intimidating    
her short dress, exposing her soft shoulders, collar bones,    
slim neck, and firm, thick, muscular bronze thighs and legs      
     
What shit? I asked entangled by her beautiful presence      
“You not doing what I ask you to do dammit” she replied    
At this point I was like you know what, “what” she screamed    
I looked to the left, I looked to the right, a sly grin appeared    
     
then forcefully I grabbed her ass up, bust opened her panty    
lifted her 135lbs 5.5ft frame as her arms wrapped around my neck    
her big pointy nipples snuggled against my beating chest    
she slightly resisted whispering stop “I didn’t come here for this”    
     
As my huge hard manhood slid inside her, she surrendered    
succumbing to the all too familiar feeling of girth and length      
her lips, she pressed against mine in an exchange of heat    
     
and as the back of her knees rested on the center of my arms    
the forceful blazing speed of thrust and whine commenced    
looking her in the eyes intensely as she cringes, waling    
     
lifting her outwards resting her on the tip I spoke aggressively    
each line of words was followed by a deep hard rapid stroke    
     
"who    
the fuck    
do you      
think      
you are    
talking to"    
     
tightly holding me she gasped saying  “not you, I’m sorry baby”    
as she squirted the sounds and sensations, of warm ecstasy    
streaming down mimicking Seven Sisters Waterfalls, Grand Etang    
touching me, bathing me, soothing and soaking my third leg    
     
I’m sorry baby, it’s just that (she paused), “Just what” I asked    
“sometimes I get too controlling, but you always let me know    
who my daddy is, and is not afraid to teach me a good lesson”    
     
looking her in her gorgeous hazel eyes, I asked “lesson learned?”    
     
“Yes, Yes, Yes” she said smiling, “lesson learned”
Written by thewatcher33
Published | Edited 13th Apr 2016
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