maybe toxic in Musings

  • June 24, 2017, 4:54 a.m.
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HE DOESN’T FUCKING GIVE A FUCK!

and i like that in a way.... “Papi you paid that tax bill?” he says sweetly. “No” I replied “Fuck that bill” I replied.

and he looks at me stunned. “Aight. That’s on you. You need money for that bill?” he says as he makes a sandwich in his boxers and wife beater. “No! I have the money” I replied to him sweetly leaning into his chest and looking up to him. “Aight… If you need money, homie, you come to me” and he wraps his arms around me. I feel his armpit hair on my cheeks and I try to loosen out of his grip.

Before I could even come to escape, his boxers were down to his ankles and he fucked the living day lights out of me… I looked at my clock it was 6:13 PM and when he orgasmed it was 9:09 PM…

Not trying to brag but he fucked the day light out of me. In all angles, all positions.

I fell asleep mid-fuck.

“Andy!” he said as he grabbed my face.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sleepy” “Baby just tell me where you want me to cum” “Yanni bust on my face” “Damn—” he bit his lips and said “open your mouth” he pulled my mouth with his fingers as he came all over my teeth.

I don’t know what I like about him besides his physical attributes.
He’s so aggressive but he doesn’t make me feel effeminate.
He demands what he wants and I just fall into him.
He’s so super duper strong as fuck—and he’s so super smart, but he’s also a hood rat.

He’s not afraid to come into my apartment, tell me what doesn’t work for him and he rips off his pants and fucks the shit out of me mercilessly—and then make me food and let me lay there as he feeds me spaghetti.

I’ve never had a man that just takes what he wants, guides me, and follows through.

He was barefoot in his boxers making burgers… and in a single swoop I was against a wall being fucked by him as he flips the beef patti.

Alex who? cause Yaniel fucks me, feeds me and finances me.

My favorite thing he says, is “open your fucking legs and shut the fuck up”

Yaniel is toxic as fuck. He’s so secure about himself.


Last updated June 24, 2017


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