40 Women, 40 Nights: A Teaser
Hate is a strong word I try to keep out of my arsenal, but if I was the type to throw it around, then I’d say I hate this story! I touched it up with some incredible edible word play, but I should’ve rebooted or scrapped it altogether. I just have this thing where I want everything I write to mean something, so I kept it around. I have a format to follow, so like the stories to come before it, 40 Women, 40 Nights get the teaser treatment. Check it out: “Damn!
How I’ma get outta this shit?” Pants wrapped around his ankles,
Jordans still snug, Travis quivered as Kelly left a sizzling saliva
trail cruising down the length of his shaft. He felt like he was
melting into the sofa cushion as her mouth and tongue raced back up
to
his
mushroom tip.
“I
can’t believe this. This crazy white boy got a phat ass dick. Bootleg
Tom Cruise lookin’ muthafucka!” Kelly went to work in amazement, in
disbelief...