is this bitch that drunk?…
is this bitch that drunk?…
i’m tired of fuckin’ this nigga.
well i won’t lie,
the dick is good,
but i need a new baller to fuck.
after fifteen minutes of licking every drop of my dripping pussy,
he wanted me to return the favor.
i’m the type of bitch to make a man eat my pussy,
get a good nut,
and tell him i’m tired.
tonight i was feeling horny for some reason…
his deep voice blared through my iPhone speaker.
“i’m in trouble.” i said, trying not to sound overly dramatic.
i tend to do that.
“yo whats wrong?
who fuckin’ with you?”
you need to come over to your crib?”
i loved when he talked to me like that.
ready to fuck someone up for me on command.
this time this is my fault and i needed his help…
it’s no surprise that foxes,
and even wolves are now talking.
now that jason collins has come out and
kerry rhodes/peppermint peanut scandal was a trending hot topic,
it seems like more people are sharing their experiences with baller wolves.
one of my favs,
immanuel from “confessions of a downlow brother”,
shared a story about a baller wolf who got banged out by his friend…
i turned around and there he was.
he got here kind of fast too.
he left his celebratory get together just to join me.
now i’m not stupid.
this man has a girlfriend back home.
he also has a mama,
and other family members in the room down the hall.
in the middle of glasses clinking and champagne toasting,
he actually saw my text.
“i want you.”
i was feeling naughty.
he replied with a smiley face.
i thought they meant i was going to bed horny.
more than likely,
we would catch up tomorrow.
i guess i was wrong.
he is here….
i love the vixen’s over at baller alert.
i usually get more info about whose the hot new baller wolf on the scene,
plus the stories they have usually keeps me glued to my screen.
i hope to get like them one day with a legion of foxes,
and hyrbids sending me in their tales.
today’s story is about:
wolf put me in the doggy style position.
he told me to arch my back and lift my ass up….
he stood up on both legs on the bed.
he liked better leverage.
he slowly stuck his lubed and covered pipe inside me.
i was ready to get this amazing pipe that i couldn’t wait for any longer.
dude was slowly jerking his dick and looking forward for what was about to go down…
as we walked up the stairs,
i took my cardigan off and let it drop on the stairs.
i didn’t bother to pick it up.
i had to come back down the stairs anyway.
wolf looked down at me and he had a huge grin on his face.
he pulled off his hoody and dropped it on the stairs.
whatever cologne he had on tickled my senses.
i was more turned on than I have ever been to be honest.
i never did no shit like this before.
we could have started on the stairs for all i cared.
i was ready….
i been fuckin him for almost a year now.
i got to admit,
he serves me some mean pipe when i need it.
who knew what started out on the d/l,
would turn into something that has been really heavy.
i told myself, “don’t get hooked on the dude“.
when he sends that text or he calls…
there i go running like a child to his father’s arms.
funny thing is,
he does the same to me…..