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I spread my arms out, letting them go on either side of me, laying them out flat, and I turned my head, looking at him over my shoulder.

My long hair was sprawled out across my back, so he moved it, so that it wouldn’t mess with his view.

My pussy was dripping wet. I could feel it dripping down the back of my thighs.

Any other time, he would have licked it up, only to spit it back inside of me, and then start fuckin me, but I understood that that wasn’t the type of time that we were on.

He got a nice hold of his dick with his large hands, and he slid it up and down the back of my pussy.

I was fighting like hell to prevent myself from moaning, but once he slipped inside of me, a quick moan escaped my lips, and I assumed my rightful position, and I started throwing ass back on that dick.

“On my kids, I’m not putting this dick in you no more after today.

We just finished sitting on opposite sides of the court room, and just a few hours later, you got me buried in your pussy like this.

Fuck no. You not going to feel this shit no more after today!

” he talked shit from behind me, putting a hand down on my waist, where he held me firmly, and his other hand wrapped my long hair up, twirled it around, and he held it in his fist, and proceeded to quickly drilling in my pussy from behind, leaving me with no choice but to moan even louder, and have me seconds away from releasing.

“Fuck! Fuck! Why you trying to make me cum soooo fastttttt? Papi, slow dowwnnnnnn,” I moaned, eyes rolling in the back of my head, not even looking at his ass.

I hate that I fucked around and called him Papi.

That was one of the many terms of endearment that I would use for him over the years.

We were having an intimate moment, and the shit slipped out, and I hated that it did.

“Just giving you a friendly reminder that you’ll never come across another nigga that’s going to fuck you the way I do.

They not gone make you squirt the way I do, Ya.

I ain’t been in this pussy one whole minute yet, and your liquids are seconds away from oozing out.

You see what you’re doing here? Do you feel this dick that’s inside you right now?

This the dick that you just signed off on?

This the dick that your walking away from?

” he talked that thug shit from behind me, beating my pussy down, and I was uncontrollably moaning, about to flood that dick up.

“If you catch another body, bae, I’m telling you it’s not going to be worth it.

Them niggas will never know fat ma the way that I know her.

I taught you how to use this motha fucka.

Go ahead. Bust your nut. Do what them niggas going to be incapable of doing,” he shot, and my body locked up on me, and I squirted for what felt like seven seconds straight.

Law, never being the kind of man to ever give me breaks in between nuts, he grabbed my little ass up, and he flipped us, having him sit on the couch, and he put me in his lap, making me give him my back.

I planted my feet on his strong thighs, leaned my body back into his chest, and I lost all pride as I started riding up and down that dick, fuckin him like he was still my husband.

“This pussy so good, Boobie. Damn. I gotta leave this motha fucka alone though. We too fuckin toxic for each other, bae. It’s voices in my head right now telling me to fuck your world up and put a baby in you.

I know you not on pills. I know your body so well.

I know when I’m fuckin pussy that’s ovulating, and that’s for sure what’s taking place with you right now.

Just a drop of my nut will get you pregnant,” his ass was in my ear talking crazy.

His large hand had been on my flat stomach, but it moved down to my pussy, and while I was riding, he was fuckin underneath, and two of his fingers found my clit, where he slowly started massaging.

That combo was mixed with his lips by my ear, talking crazy to me.

“Don’t nut in meeeee. Law, I’m serious. I’m fuckin serioussss,” I moaned, just seconds away from exploding for him again. He started drilling in me from up under, and I came so hard.

He quickly lifted me up by my hips, and I looked down at his dick, seeing the nut slip out of him.

At least his ass fuckin listened . We both looked down, watching the nut pour out of him, and then he tossed my ass down on the couch.

I lay on my back, looking over at him, while he was looking over at me.

I was fighting tears because we both knew that this was going to be the end.

This wasn’t going to be that kind of party where we were divorced, and he was still fuckin on me every chance that he got.

Law knew the kind of good dick that he had, and he wasn’t going to let me use him for dick.

We sat in silence for about five minutes, and then he stood up. His dick was still coated in my juices, and it was semi erect.

“You probably the smartest woman I ever met in my life. I used to always tell you that you should have went to school for law as well because I know with your brain, you would have made a damn good attorney. I value the kind of decisions you make. However, I think the dumbest shit you could have ever done was end what me, and you had. I can’t bring Sarai back, Yaya, but as your husband, I was willing to do everything in my power to make you feel better about the situation.

When your reality hits you that you gotta come to this big ass house, and be lonely, just know that I was willing to fight for my marriage, and when you tell it, make sure you never leave out the part that you left me.

I never left you,” he hit me with an earful, and when he finished, my eyes watered up.

I wouldn’t dare cry in front of him though.

I watched him as he picked up his clothes from the floor, and he walked out.

I heard the bathroom door open, and close.

Probably five minutes later, it opened, and closed again, and I heard him walking, heading towards the front door.

That opened and closed as well. Now, that I knew he was gone, I turned on my side, and I started hysterically crying.

I loved Law to death. I would always love him, but being in that marriage with him had become something that I was no longer happy being in.

He liked to put the blame on me, but we both checked out.

We both were married to our careers and treating each other like we were the mistress.

Losing Sarai was just the biggest hardship of all.