Gangster's Daughter 3

€œDamn you€re a bad bitch.€
€œWhat?!€ She sat up on her elbow.
I put the condom on; it was a Magnum and it still looked too small on my dick. Kadisha must have noticed it, too.
€œYou sure that condom ain€t going to break?€ She asked.
€œNawl shawty,€ I said in a husky voice as I eased between her thighs, spreading her legs wide.
€œGo slow,€ she muttered and placed her face in the crook of my neck.
As I tried to ease the head in, she whimpered in pain. I tried to put one of her legs on my shoulder; she resisted.
€œHuh, uh, I ain€t ready for all the free style stuff. Let€s just focus on getting it in first.€
I nodded my head; I didn€t want to talk. I eased the head in and Kadisha flinched like she had been burned with a hot iron as she lassoed her legs around my back.
€œOuch! It hurts. Can we use some type of lubricant?€ She whined with her face pressed tight against my neck as she breathed hard quavering underneath me.
€œGurl, as wet as your pussy is, we definitely don€t need lubricant,€ I said while caressing her ass in preparation for deep strokes.
€œBut it hurts,€ She said, pouting in a sexy voice that turned me on even more. I pulled out, spit on my hand, and wiped it across my dick.
€œUgh!€ Kadisha wiggled.