Chapter 22
"What's going on sweetheart? Are you sick Anable" questionably uttered Trey as he could not ignore her distracting outbursts as something normal anymore.
"I don't know baby; I'm just feeling some unusual pain" she responded as he pulled his blooded condom-protected cock out.
"You've put me off, you know very well that I want it smooth and mutual" he continued as he wrapped the blooded condom with a tissue.
"I'm sorry about it sweetheart" she uttered as she proceeded to the bathroom for remedial action.
The frivolous manner in which he had pushed his long cock in and out had subjected the bruises on her retracted pussy to some serious friction which then engendered a sharper pain than she had felt as the original damage was being inflicted. They had been all night for him to somewhat understand why this could be. Above all, she was seeing her period for her case to be understandable. He still needed to offload his passions as his dick remain incensed with a profound desire. As she applied vaginal salts and Dettol to her aggravated pussy, thoughts of a blowjob ran into her head as a solution and she had to do it right away. As she walked back to the lounge, she noticed that he had already put on all of his clothes and was on his phone.
"Where do you wanna go baby?" she asked worriedly.
"I need Viceroy brandy, it's a Saturday and it's still very early for bed" he responded as he reached for his car keys.
"I wanna go with you baby," she said as she grabbed him passionately.
He could see that disappointment was written all over his handsome and charming face. He knew that he had a knack for leaving in a flash every time they argued or felt like something was not well.
"You gotta rest baby, I'm coming back now now," he said as he passionately negotiated withdrawal from the entanglement.
If there was something that Trey was not prepared to do then it was using the same vehicle with Anable. He bluntly wanted it to remain that way for the sake of what he perceived as safe and strategic. He had a lot of cats in his bag, at the same time, he was not as peaceful as he was on the streets as he appeared at home. His dealings in illicit items had not only made him bump into hard-core criminals and he had since adopted an equally aggressive posture as a response. She knew it very well that there was no way he wanted her out at night but she had no choice but to make it appear as though she was so endearing and paranoid as a way of trying to pump him up. He had taken an extra dose of silvers so as to make it appear as if he was dying to fuck her and the extra effect was then troubling him. He needed to dash to the nearby brothel to relieve his boiling passions and the Viceroy would be his alibi.
"I'm coming back shortly baby," he said as he kissed her on the forehead tenderly.
"I wanna hit you with a blowjob when you return honey, don't take long" she passionately uttered as she felt her erect cock.
"Why can't we do it" she insinuated dehorning him of his desires.
"It's all good" he responded in the affirmative.
She knew that she had got him and she could not waste any time but take it upon herself to re-undress him. She pushed both her hands into her sweater, and roved them strikingly up his body before taking it off hurriedly. It was no longer a case of mutuality but that of disguise as she followed that up with swift removal of his pants and vicious dick stroke as she pushed her to the corner of the three-seater coach, He lay across the couch as he put the long cock into his mouth without wasting time. He could not help but respond by smooching her attractive bums with his right palm ardently. He roved his finger in between his anus alley as he trembled with a burning desire. With both hands holding his long stick, she thoroughly stroked and sucked his cock like nobody's business.
"I'm loving it Anable" he complimented the service.
She took advantage of the traction gained to drive him to crazier sexual highs as she injected more pace and figure into her strokes, sucks, and licks. He alternated between his cock and the giant balls which she struggled to accommodate in her mouth thereby restricting her to just licking them.
"Oh, you're driving me mad Anable" he continued mourning as she conjured her oral magic.
"Wanna make you happy my love," she said as her left arm fingertips teased his tiny tits,
"Keep doing what you're doing to these little things" he urged her own as she relentlessly kept him burning with erotic pleasure.
As he enjoyed, he then rubbished his impulsive reaction to leaving for bitch services. He felt gratified as he felt the striking pervasion of feelings all his attractive body. A blowjob that she thought would send him screaming in a short time took more than forever such that her jaws then felt strained. In an effort to avoid a repetition of the earlier disappointment, she candidly relegated the task to her right arm as she stroked with an intention of inducing ejaculation.
"Oh, nooooooo, you got me baby" he screamed as the flying sperms messed her face.
She licked and sucked the semen-polarized cock till it was clean. She relished the sperm scent on her face as she adopted a seating position. What amazed her was that his dick that had been in action for over 30 minutes was still pretty much steel-firm and daring.
"What have you eaten honey?" she inquired curiously.
"Nothing my love" he responded as he stood up
"I can't wait to have something salty and crispy in my mouth, but I still need to grab myself Viceroy first," he said as he hardly negotiated his angry firm cock into his underwear.
The time was approaching 7 bells and the evening was still pretty much an infant for her to see anything awkward since he often arrived way after that. He gave her a goodbye lip kiss which she elongated by holding him firmly to her naked body. Was he going purely for the Viceroy or the situation inside of his paints was the defining factor?