First and foremost on his mind was why was he still there? It was a valid question and one that he had, what he thought, was a valid answer.
Money.
But he already had money, it just wasn’t enough for him. The night that The Family hit the building on Manida Street, and he left Barnes to die.
“Hey, nobody made his ass go back to get some damn molly and ecstasy.”
Hawkins took all the drugs and money they had, so he had money. So the real answer was more money.
That’s why he was still there, afraid to leave the room, but all the while knowing that sooner or later he would have to, if for no other reason but to get out of the city. But he was a greedy fuck, so if there was a chance that he could come out of this mess with more money, Hawkins had to risk it. He took the drugs and got them to the people that he knew could flip it the fastest. So now his plan was simple, keep a low profile, wait a few days, more than triple the money and go someplace where nobody speaks English.
When Vangee came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her, Hawkins was still standing naked looking out the window. She looked at the long, thick monster dick that he was carrying and thought that it didn’t matter to her that she had already been paid. It wasn’t about the money, she had plenty of money. Vangee liked to fuck, and she liked to fuck men with long, thick monster dicks.
And that one was too damn good to pass up.
Vangee dropped the towel and began walking slowly toward him. Hawkins was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t notice her until she was crouching down in front of him and his dick was in her hand.
“What are you doing?”
“Shhh?” she hushed him and spit in her hand.
Once she began to stroke him, working her soft hand up and down slowly from head to shaft, there was no more protest in him. He cupped her face, looked down at her beautiful face. He loved to watch her give him so much pleasure because it always seemed like she was getting more pleasure doing it. She teased his head with her tongue, and then slowly worked her way down his shaft. He began to respond to her.
“That’s it,” she said in a whisper and kissed the head.
She slid her tongue up and down his length and felt it getting harder.
“That’s it.”
She spit in her hand again and then stroked it with both hands.
“That’s it. There’s the big fat juicy dick I came here to get fucked by.”
She applied a little pressure on his shaft, and it made the head swell. While she continued to work him over with her hand, she took his balls in her mouth.
“Shit!”
With his eyes wide open, his back pressed against the wall and on his toes, he gripped her head hard and tight. When it got to be too much for him, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. She looked up at him and slowly allowed his balls to drop from her mouth.
“You want me to stop, big man?”
“Hell fuckin’ no,” he huffed. “That shit is so fuckin’ good, Vangee.”
“I know,” she said and held her mouth open.
He eased his dick in her wet and wanting mouth. She loved sucking dick, loved savoring the taste of it. She lavished it with kisses from her soft lips before she took him deep in her throat. Sucking him slowly and taking him deeper and deeper until she choked on it.
He gripped her pretty face with both hands, and he guided her head back and forth on his length. She gagged again, but she kept stroking his wet dick while she caught herself.
“So, big man,” she said and quickly took him to the back of her throat again. “You wanna try and fuck me right this time?” she asked as she stood up.
Hawkins spun her around, grabbed her hips and entered her in one hard thrust. Vangee pulled back and took in every inch of that dick.
“Yes!”
She began winding her hips and pushing her ass against him. When he let go of her hips, she bucked harder and harder, and positioned herself so that he would hit her spot with every punishing thrust.
“Stop playing with me and fuck me.” she encouraged. “Right there. Get it, big man!”