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Masa’s Sushi Bar        
10 Columbus Cir, New York, NY 10019        
        
Girl, I know this man ain’t that good        
That good, let me knock on wood        
I kidd you not he takes my mind past the moon, and when we are making love girl, he hits that soft spot        
Too much information Sweet Kitty        
I’m only telling ya’ll just a little bitty        
Okay, we want the juicy parts        
What, and have me divulge what this man does to my heart        
Pretty much so        
Since ya’ll asked, I will tell we are like butter when our mind, heart, and soul flows        
Just the other night        
He showed up at my place          
Looking handsome, Moet in his hand, we locked eyes, he licked his lips, I know that look, this handsome one wanted a taste        
So, what happen, did you drop that thong        
Ya’ll so nasty, let me just say to get me in bed, it didn’t take long        
Wait, that’s all  
We want to hear the rest        
With one touch, he has me so wet        
         
Last Evening        
       
He carried me over to the bed, dressed in satin sheets of red            
Opening my Creole legs            
To entice the feast of his mouth that will be fed            
My back arched under his watchful eyes            
My fingers, sluggishly dragging up my inner thigh            
Mesmerizing him as two of them slipped inside            
In and out, coating them in pleasure, smearing my breasts, for his tongue to lick the essence off my midnight surprise            
            
My eyes fluttering close            
Pleasuring myself as rapture in each finger jiggled to console            
An ice chip lifted out the champagne glass            
The sharp intake of his breath, you know where it goes, mmm… need you ask            
Seductively rubbing the melting tip over my light brownish tits            
The current of wetness pooling my downy hairs saturating the strands, drooling droplets to my clit            
Holding his eyes, as the tip melts down the cleavage of my chest            
Sweet mercy, he has me so wet            
The feeling, the bliss, the approval in his hiss              
My love lassoed, in the reminisce            
Can you still taste in your mind the ingress of my pinkish gift            
         
Placing my bent legs over his shoulder blades, cupping my buttocks            
Pulling me to the edge of the bed, spreading my legs              
His fingers and tongue dueling to tease, mmm... please my g-spot            
The air swiping my nipples sandwiching my mounds            
My thighs encasing the sides of his cheeks as his tongue to my pussy hole circled around-and-around            
            
A quick spit, then my ass he uplifted            
Small bites then a suckle to my flesh, he took my mind past the stars on a Luna trip            
Raising his body up            
Centering me for his taking, his hard erection he cupped            
Leaning his face downward, kissing me like I was a vivid dream            
His fingers, easing inside, raising them to his lips, sampling the dewiness of my pussy cream            
            
Our bodies shifting, both of us chasing a release, let my trickles cave then bust out the seams            
Moving my hips faster as my essence collided with his monstrous pearly streams            
Losing my breath in overdosing on his dick hibernation            
Biting his chest in the agony of ecstasy, clenching him tighter, his groin to my pelvis pounding me in gratification          
He flopped his body down on me            
And rammed inside my cunt deeper at ninety-degree            
Kissing me while another torrent escaped the rush of his seeds            
Mixing in my sugar walls' mist            
Pressing down his gluteus, passion marking his neck, making sure he never forgets our tryst              
Whew....panting...  mm… do you remember any of that            
His answer        
Addicting me once he flipped me over, hips in the hair, back bent, he divided my crack          
            
Girl, he sounds like a panty soaker        
Does he have a brother, he can become my coochie stroker        
Forget that, his father, the apple don’t fall that far from the tree        
You are scandalous and here comes our lunch, so shh, please        
Well bring Mr. Handsome to our Black Nurse’s Chapter meeting tomorrow, so you can introduce him        
Around ya’ll horny bunch with no discretion, think again