Last weekend was lit as fuck. I traveled to Masaka’s Nkozi University just to drink beer as Black Bell was taking shit to a whole new level. Going to Nkozi planted seeds of enjoyable evil in my mind. I almost felt pity for poor Pamela, my ex who has been texting me every day for the past three months. The *Pussy assassin* (her nickname for me) was in town.
Pamela is a light skin girl from Kisoro. Short girls are by far the best, her lips smelt like berries and tasted like chocolate, plot twist. When I got to Masaka at around 7pm, I saw her looking for me but I ignored her to push her to desperation. She ran to me, engulfed me into the arms, pressing her already hardened nipples on my stomach as she looked into my eyes while placing her berry lips onto mine.
Our plan was to go to her place after a few bottles of Bell for her and Bond 7 for me but after she told me that she didn’t wear panties, I couldn’t endure the journey to her place.
When we go to the car that was slightly secluded in the darkness of night, I slipped my hand up her smooth thighs. Water. She was all wet and dripping of that legendary sweetness.
I released the car seat as I got on top of her. One nipple in my worth, she started moaning. I slightly jiggle my teeth around her nipple as my right-hand tickles her clitoris- she likes it, I can tell.
She got up and released my zip, unleashing the monster that was being suffocated by the pants. Her head game was weak but I couldn’t say it to her. But, her head game has always been lousy, I doubt she ate sugarcanes when she was a Lil kid.
When her jaw dropped, I got back on top of her and rubbed my dick around her clitoris in a sensual, slow, rapid, vigorous manner that she started screaming as she sank her nails into my back- she cum but I wasn’t done yet.
Machete got under the protective cover of rough rider- safety first, always. I threw her one leg over my shoulder as I seesawed into her tight wet pussy.
I was in no rush, deep slow thrusts. She started mentioning my name in a voice I didn’t know. A voice of surrender, satisfaction, and whatnot.
