Page 127 of Don Caselli

Buying an NBA team and then making me a co-owner was some shit out of the books I read. I had this man telling me I was his person, his purpose, and he wanted to eventually marry me. He listened to me, knowing that I wanted to retire my family, so money was never an issue anymore. I always vented about taking care of my family and eventually having it where we could all justlive.

No more of them having to worry about their work commutes, money being tight, or the rent increasing. They would be able to live and know that they were taken care of. It was a dream I always had, and as I sat in his lap, and looked athim with tears coming down my eyes, I could tell he wanted that dream for me.

He loved my family like I did, and he didn’t want those struggles for them anymore. “Take care of your family, Pooh.”

I crashed into his arms so hard that we fell backward as I sucked on his lips, looking into his eyes. His hands found their way to my ass and slapped it. Straddling him, I removed the white shirt dress I wore over here and unstrapped my bra. Don reached up and grabbed my breast while I felt him rise underneath me.

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He stared up at me,admiring me as I stared back down at him. I pulled his sweat shorts down, releasing his dick from them. My mouth watered, and I had to taste him. I wanted to feel him in my throat again.

Before he could protest, I removed myself from him and shoved all of him into my mouth, gagging. The tears fell down my face as I shoved more of his dick into my mouth, watching the saliva fall down my hand onto his dick as I pulled back, and went deeper the second time.

His grip tightened as he tangled his hand in my hair, rough, but not enough to hurt. He wanted me to know he was in control. I let him guide me, as I took him down inch by inch, giving him all of me. His breath was caught in his chest, and he released a low growl that made me hot all over. Letting me know I was doing what he wanted me to do.

“Bleu…” he hissed, through clenched teeth, head falling back onto the wooden floors. “Deeper… stop playing with me.”

I did as he wished, taking him in slower this time, letting him feel my throat, as I gagged, not caring that more spit spilled from my lips. My eyes watered, but I held the stare, never looking away.

He wasn’t going to break me; I wanted him to break.

“You being a filthy fucking bitch, Bleu,” he groaned, as he pushed my head down, and I continued to stare into his eyes, tears falling from the sides of my eyes.

“Damn,” he breathed, unraveling right before me. “You trying to take me, Pooh… fuck.” I pulled him out of my mouth, letting the rest slip from my lips, leaving them swollen and wet, as I smirked.

His dick erupted, and I covered it with my mouth, sucking all of him inside my mouth. As he emptied himself into my mouth, I massaged his balls while his body jerked on the wooden floor.

“Clean it up… get all that nut up,” he demanded, and I took hold of his dick, licking it clean while kissing the tip when he was all cleaned up.

I was silently celebrating my victory when I felt him pick me up and walk me over toward the window. Slapping both my hands on the massive windows, he used his knee to spread my legs apart.

I felt his fingers rubbing my pussy from behind as he sucked on my neck. “You like being my nasty bitch, Bleu, huh?”

“Yes, Don…”

“Only time you call me Don, you hear me?”

“Yes, baby,” I squirmed, wishing the window had a damn handrail, because I wanted to dig my nails into the glass with the way his three fingers continued to rub my clit, making it impossible to stand.

“Spread those legs wider for me, and bend the fuck over for me, Pooh. I told you I was gonna fuck that pussy, right?”

“Uh hummm, fuck it good, baby.”

“You telling me what to do?”

“No, Don… I’m… I’m not,” I stammered when I felt him opening me up with his fingers. His hand crashed down on my ass, sending a jolt of electricity through my body.

The stinging made me leak even more than it was.

Slap!

Grip!

Double slap!

His hand slapped my ass again. “You mine, right?”

“Yes, baby… all yours.”

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