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Well, this night is not going to go like I thought it was going to go I think. “I don’t give a fuck where you grew up, nobody talks about my man and just walks away without repercussions. He is more man than any one of your men put together times infinity. You wish you could have him. And no he didn’t have to pay me to do anything with him. It is always my pleasure to be in his presence but his big dick is always an extra incentive to be with him. Maybe if your man had a big dick your ignorant ass would have other things to focus on besides someone else’s man. But all of y’all personalities are giving off small dick, ashy knees energy. It’s giving dry fish fry pussy energy for me. Long neck, no ass, gap-tooth bitch.”
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True, it takes a long time in the bathroom but there is usually a line at the women’s restroom so I give a few more minutes. After a few more minutes go by I get up to see if she is ok and a woman runs into me and she literally runs from the direction of the restroom. I pick up my pace to the restroom and hear True defend me to whoever she is talking to. The next thing I know it sounds like a battle is taking place. I don’t think twice; I walk right in because if True is in trouble, female or not I’m fucking someone up. I open the door and stop in my tracks as I watch True dog walking a woman. Two other women are on the floor in various levels of fucked up. The last woman True is fucking up looks like she wants to be done with this fight and every time she tries to get away True snatches her ass back.
There are hair tracks, wigs, fabric, and jewelry scattered all over the bathroom. I stand and watch as True reaches back and punches the woman in the face so hard she knocks her ass out. My dick is hard, that shit is sexy as hell. I gotta apologize to Josh, I used to think he was crazy when he gets turned on whenever Savvy does anything badass. True turns to look at me and she still looks perfect, not one hair out of place, bruises or scars, and her clothes are not torn or even wrinkled. I look at the three women on the bathroom floor and they look like they’ve been run over by a bulldozer.
“Baby,” I say and hold my arms out to her and she walks right into them.
“They deserved it,” she says.
“I have no doubt,” I say. “Come on, let's go wait for the cops.”
An hour later, we are in the car headed home. The cops and paramedics came, because those women definitely needed medical attention, and took our statements along with the other women who were in the bathroom with True. The other women confirmed that the three women tried to jump True and she defended herself. Those women fucked around and found out that True was the wrong one to try to jump, she is a trained killer that was raised in one of the largest and deadliest drug cartels in the US.
“I have something for you when we get home,” I tell her.
“I’m sorry I ruined our night together,” she says remorsefully.
“First of all our night is not over and second of all, you didn’t ruin anything,” I tell her.
When we get back to the compound I pull up to the party house we built for Savvy and Josh’s wedding. Once we get inside I turn on the tea lights and the sound system.
“Put your skates back on,” I tell her.
Once we both have on our skates we dance around the dance floor to the neo-soul pouring out of the sound system. I shrug out of my jacket and toss off the dancefloor along with my tie. Pulling True to me I take her mouth in a blistering kiss. She begins to unbutton my shirt, pulls the shirt out of my pants and off my shoulders. It goes in the same direction of the suit coat along with the tee-shirt I had on. My belt is off next, zipper and button on my pants and when she pushes them down she frowns as she tries to figure out how to get them over my skates.
I bring her back up to me. “Don’t worry about my pants baby,” I tell her as I begin to unzip her pantsuit. When it drops to her waist I notice the bra holster, and if my cock wasn’t already hard it would have been titanium hard at this point. “Baby where did you get this from?” I ask as I glide my finger around it.
“Savvy,” she says breathlessly.
Figures I think.
“How are we supposed to get our clothes the rest of the way off?” she says as she strokes my cock.
“Anxious?” I tease her.
“Yes, I am soaking wet Atlas. I need you,” she moans.
“Are you baby?” I reach between us and slip her panty to the side and rub her fat slick lips. “Hmmm,” I say as I lick my fingers tasting her desire on my fingers. I lean down and grab my knife out of my pants pocket. I proceed to cut our clothes the rest of the way off.
“Atlas!”
“I’ll buy you another one in every color,” I say roughly. I don’t bother cutting her panties, I simply snatch them off of her body. I gather our ruined clothes and skate over to the tables, I throw our clothes on a table and grab two chairs. I skate to the middle of the dance floor and place one chair in front of the other facing each other. “Come here baby”
True skates over to me.
“Sit down.”
Once she does I take the seat in front of her. She reaches back to take off her bra.
“Leave it on and the holster,” I whisper to her. “Open baby.”
She opens her legs with no shame.
“Wider.”
And she does, her pretty pussy is open wide, glistening, and wet.