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“I…”

“You what?” I run the knife along her breast and down to her belly button.

“I’ll cook.”

“I thought so,” I smile, watching her shakily walk over to the kitchen while I make my way to the front door of the living room.

Opening the door, I breathe in the rain smell and curl my lip at the loud thunder across the sky…it’s been a while…I run my hand through my hair, watching the flood waters wash away any traces of my escape, letting me know it’ll be a while before I’m found.

“It’s done,” I hear behind me with an attitude and see Birdie standing at the table, looking good as fuck with her arms crossed, those sexy plump lips in a scowl, and breasts heaving. She doesn’t know, but that attitude just makes me want to fuck her more.

I turn to her, slamming the door and walking over to the table, raising a brow when I see fucking dry Raisin Bran cereal in water.

“The fuck is this?” I point and she rolls her eyes.

“What the fuck it look like? What, they don’t have cereal in prison?” She twists her lip, but I can only smirk.Fuuuckkkk…

“Birdie, do I look like a joke to you?”

“No, you look like a nigga with high cholesterol. I’m just trying to help you ou— UUGGGHHHH” I snatch her up, smacking the cereal away and slamming her on the table, forcing her to look up at me, fire burning in her eyes.

“High cholesterol, huh?” I huff. “Then that means I need a balanced breakfast. Spread that pussy open for me, Birdie.”

“What?” she gapes at me, appalled as if I’m asking her something foreign.

“What the fuck do you mean, ‘what?’ You act like you never had your pussy ate before when I just did it.”

“N-no! I… mean… you c-came inside me.” She blinks and I tilt my head with a grin.

“Yeah, and I plan to many more times. Now spread it. I’m hungry.”

“N-no wait! I… b—” Her face forms a tinge of red and I have to fucking admit… her putting up this cute little act makes my dick even harder. “But… i-it’s not clean… an… and isn’t it uhm g-gross to do that w-with your own semen?” My lips spread wide in a smile.This girl is fucking off her rocker.

First the STD shit, then the bed… now this?

“What are you, some type of clean freak?” I chuckle.

“No… it’s ju?—”

“Less talking, more pussy spreading. I’m not your boyfriend lady, and I don’t give a fuck what your thoughts are,” I tell her as I yank her leg up and spread her pussy, holding her at the thighs so she can’t move, attaching my lips to her pussy hole and sucking.

“UGHHHHHHNNNNNN!” She throws her head back, falling onto the table, shattering the glass. “Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!” she shivers while I suck on her pussy, walls humming, eating to my heart’s content.

“Birdie, your pussy really does taste good.Doyou have a boyfriend at home who enjoys eating this pussy as much as I do?” I flick my tongue over her clit, eliciting a shudder.

“I… I d-do!” I lie. “An-and he’ll f-fuck y-you— UGHHHHHHHAHHHHH STTTTOPPPPPPPP!” I stuff four fingers up her tiny hole, crooking them up harshly, massaging her good spot.

“Why the fuck are you lying to me, Birdie?!” I sneer. “This pussy is too tight. You might as well be a fucking virgin with how hard your shit was squeezing me last night.” I spit on her pussy,swirling my tongue around, driving her to cream down to her asshole.

“PPLEASSSE PLEASSEEEE! ST— UGHHNNNN!” She arches her back off the table when I grab her ass and lift her off, tongue fucking her, playing with my cum that’s finally leaking out of her.

“Damn, you have my cum tasting sweet, Birdie,” I hum as she tries to close her legs, but I smack her thighs with the knife in a warning. “Keep that pussy spread.”

She trembles, eyes full of unshed tears, and I stare her right in them mother fuckers, daring her to close them.

“Mmmm,” I smile, swirling my tongue as I feel her pussy quiver and she looks away. “Tsk, tsk, tsk,” I suck hard on her clit. “Who said you can look away?” I growl and she snaps her eyes to me, still full of hatred. “How long will you keep that look of indignation when your pussy is this wet for me?” I swipe my hand up, collecting her creaminess and tasting it.

“It’s a f-fucking b-bodily reaction, asshole!” she yells, and I throw my head back in laughter.

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