Page 68 of Legend's Legacy
“Spread them legs and feed a nigga like he on death row.”
She fell out laughing and tried pushing me away. “Boy, you’re stupid.”
“I ain’t playing, ma. Ya man is dead ass,” I countered, rubbing her clitoris with my thumb.
All protestations fell away as she dropped her head back against the shower. I massaged it while caressing her inner thigh. When she relaxed and moaned, I slowly slid a finger into her, marveling at the softness of her essence.
The shower water pelted me from above and massaged the muscles in my back. I slid a finger in and out of her, twisting andcrooking it until she cried out. “Please, baby. Put me out of my misery. Give me what I need.”
I leaned forward and slid my tongue through her wet flesh. Her pussy was warm, silken, and tasty. My tongue worked her over, and Legacy cupped my head, pulling me closer and holding me to her.
As my tongue ate that pussy, I slid two fingers inside of her and worked her over until she threw her leg over my shoulder. “Legend!”
“You ready to cum?” I asked, pulling back.
“Yesss.”
“Turn around.”
She turned around and placed her hands against the shower tiles. I spread her ass cheeks and pressed my tongue inside.
“Aww fuck, Legend. That’s what I want,” she cried out.
My tongue pressed deeper into her as my fingers plundered that pussy. She lifted a leg and thrust her ass out to give me more. I loved how freaky my baby was and how she gave me whatever I wanted without asking any questions or complaining.
Three fingers sank deeper inside of her pussy, and Legacy gyrated wildly until she came on my fingers. I stood, turned her toward the shower water, and bent her over.
“Grip them ankles, ma, and make something spread for me.”
She did as I asked, and I slid into her warm pussy. My eyes fluttered closed as I cherished the feeling of her warm heat. I slowly ground inside of her, sliding across her walls, and stroking her deep within.
I pulled out slowly and slammed into her again. She rocked forward onto the balls of her feet.
“Keep my pussy still. I ain’t no marathon runner, I’m not running a mile for my shit. Put it on me, ma.”
She twerked hard all around me. “That’s it, baby. You gon’ make a nigga go insane until they put a straitjacket on his ass.”
She twerked harder, and I beat that ass like I didn’t have a lick of sense.
When she bounced it, I lost it. I smacked her on the ass so hard that she groaned. “Ohhh.”
“I’m cumming again, Legend.”
I held on for a few more seconds until she came all down my dick. And when she did, I released inside of her. “Take it, future baby mama. Get all that seed. There goes my son. There went my daughter. There go them gahdamn twins!” I shouted as I finished busting that nut.
When she stood up again, she pushed her wet, curly hair back from her face. “Nigga. Is you insane?”
I pointed at her crotch. “It’s her fault. Blame her ass for making a nigga like that.”
She shook her head and turned her back on me. We both grabbed our washcloths and began washing. When we finished and stepped out of the shower, I followed her into the bathroom with our towels.
“Baby, you moving in with me was the best decision I ever made.”
“No, sir. It actually made you lose your mind. How the hell are you gonna get four kids off one nut?”
“It was a big one, baby. It was a big one. I actually saw seven or eight, but I only saw four that was gon’ make it. I got some top athletes in there, I know.”
“You’re silly. Legend, what are these clothes on the bed for?”
