Voodou Barbie
The guy grunted, sweat rolling down his chest, eyes locked on her jiggling ass. He pulled back slowly, then drove in hard, bottoming out with a loud smack.
“Nut in this pussy… please nut in this pussy!” Kayla begged shamelessly. “Fill me up! I want your cum deep inside me!”
Her thick thighs trembled violently. The guy pulled out. Kayla screamed “Ohhh shiiiiit!” as she squirted explosively clear fluid gushing all over his dick, her thighs, and the soaked sheets. Her fat ass clenched and shook. He immediately slammed back inside her creamy cunt and kept pounding.
Eric stood frozen. A violent wave of nausea hit him. His chest caved in with sharp, burning pain. Shock, betrayal, humiliation, and sick jealousy crashed over him. This wasn’t the loving sex they’d shared. This was primal and filthy something she had never given him. Hot tears blurred his vision. The roses slipped from his numb fingers and scattered across the floor.
The guy noticed and jumped back. “What the fuck?!” he shouted, yanking his thick cock out with a wet pop.
Kayla’s head snapped around. Her flushed, pleasure-drunk face met Eric’s eyes.
“I knew it was too good to be true…” Eric whispered, voice breaking as tears streamed down his cheeks. “I was just a fucking placeholder…”
He turned and walked out of the bedroom.
Kayla scrambled off the bed, still naked, and ran after him. She grabbed the back of his shirt. “Eric, wait! I thought you were done with me! You left! This is your fault you pushed me to this!”
Eric spun around, eyes filled with pain and rage. “I saw enough! You were begging him to nut in you raw like a fucking thot after two days!”
“Watch your mouth!” Kayla snapped, eyes blazing.
“You gave me one-word answers like I was nothing! I tried reaching out and you acted like I ain’t shit. Two fucking days and you’re already on another nigga’s dick!”
She grabbed his arm tightly. “Lower your fucking voice in my house! Don’t play with me, Eric.”
He yanked his arm away. The guy with the dreads, now fully dressed, slipped past them quietly and left through the front door.
“Don’t put your hands on me!” Kayla shouted.
Eric’s voice cracked. “It was fun, but I’m done with this.”
Kayla’s pretty face twisted into something cold and evil, eyes burning with fury. “Ain’t no nigga gonna eat my food, sleep in my shit, fuck me every night, and think he can just quit me. You know what? Fuck you, nigga. Get the fuck out!”