Page 34 of Drill Session

“Is that what the fuck I asked you? When have you ever known me to take it easy on this good, tight ass pussy. You better get a fuckin’ grip mane. I can’t wait to clown yo shit talkin’ ass ‘bout not being able to take this dick later on. The fuck you got goin’ on?”

Ignoring him I answered his prior question to him bashing me. “This…Ughhh…This is the best dick I’ve ever had in my life. Y-you k-know that,” I stammered the last part. “Drill I’m about to cum,” I whimpered.

“You ain’t got to tell me some shit I already know girl.”

I tried to hold out for as I long as I could, but he was fucking me with a powerful force that I couldn’t fight off.

“Make that pussy cum for Daddy,” he moaned.

On cue, I did. My body paused on top me in shock as he continued to drill the fuck out of me, before nutting inside of me.

“Fuuuuuck,” I shrieked. “Oh my gosh!”

“Damn girl,” he panted and leaned up to pull my body down on him, so I rested on top of him, fully naked. My nipples poked him on the chest as I snuggled closer to him, feeling his dick thump inside of me. It was still hard, but I couldn’t handle no more after that. “Yo momma blessed you with some good ass shit, making me wonder if her shit good like this too,” he mumbled as he wrapped his arms around, then slid one of his hands down to my ass to caress it.

My head sprang up, barely missing his chin, almost clocking it. “Stop playing with me! Why would you say some creep shit like that.”

To my response he snickered. “You know I’m just playin.”

“No you weren’t. Just for that, if your dick is so good, I wonder how your daddy dick feels then.”

Now it was my turn to snicker only then he snickered with me too, making me raise my brow. “So that’s funny?”

“Good luck with that shit. If you can get that nigga to get hard, you’d perform a miracle.”

I gazed at him with a confused stare. “What? So, he’s gay?”

“Naw. Hell naw. That nigga been paralyzed since I was ten.”

I sighed, wanting to prude around, but I didn’t want too. Over time, I’ve learned layers of Drill involve a traumatic story and most of them are jaw dropping. I bet if I asked, intruding through the faint memory, we’d be here all night, naked, traveling down memory lane. More so, I never settled for short answers, but Drill preferred them instead—anytime I mentioned his crude past. It was his nature… part of his character… shielding on the dark side looking like a predator. Rumor has it, good girls attract predators—like me, the good girl.

“You have to stop nutting in me,” I murmured, shifting the subject. “I googled it.”

“What the fuck does whatever you google in your spare time have anything to do with me?” he mumbled nonchalantly.

“They said, the nut never goes away. When I pee, some of it is still swimming around in there. I also saw someone mention, semen stays in you for up to five years,” I stated.

It was partially factual, but I didn’t go into a rabbit hole with the theory. I clicked on the first post I saw. It was a popular topic on Reddit apparently and it was going ape shit around this time of the year—Valentine’s Day. In true Drill fashion, it wasn’t like him to care. I’m sure if I popped up with a positive pregnancy test right now, he’d be ecstatic, claiming to know more about my body more than I did and how if I asked him first, he could’ve told me. With my eyes closed, I could vividly see the scene unfold. Bottom line, Drill loved nutting in me. I’m his little nut basket, or at least that’s the crazy shit he says.

He chuckled at my banter. His laughter was contagious, so I chuckled in unison too, even laughing a little bit after he stopped.

“The shit you say.” He stated.

“And the things you do,” I tittered.

“That pussy like Nyquil girl,” he mumbled tirelessly, stifling back a yawn.

“What do you have planned for tomorrow?”

I busied myself making circles around his coffee-colored nipple.

“What’s tomorrow?”

“Valentine’s Day Eve.”

“I swear, y’all women just be making shit up,” he chuckled. “I ain’t had a reason to celebrate Valentine’s Day in years?—”

My head shot up again and I opened my mouth to shoot off. He darted his eyes open and chuckled before slapping me on the booty.

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