“Teddy, please don’t take forever,” Reese said, leaning against the wall.

“Baby girl, you’re too uptight,” he said, kissing her gently on the forehead while palming her ass. “Why don’t you let daddy work some of that tension up outta you?”

“Cut it out.” She pushed him away. “I ain’t trying get all sweaty with you up in here.”

“Reese, I know you ain’t gonna deny me. I ain’t tasted that sweet fruit in like a week,” he pleaded.

“That’s because you were laid up with your wife,” she shot back.

Teddy ignored her comment and continued kissing her on the neck and lips. “Lets not talk about her, this is our time. Come on, baby, let daddy get a little something.”

“I told you I ain’t trying to get all sweaty and end up having to go home and change. You better go see Penny about some pussy.”

“Yo, you know how sexy you are when you’re trying to be mad?” He cupped her breasts. “Reese, you don’t know how bad I want you right now.”

Teddy placed his hand behind Reese’s head and began to kiss her passionately. As much as she wanted to pull away so they could get back outside, she found herself helpless under his strong touch and onslaught of kisses. Gradually he started pushing down on the top of her head. Reese knew what time it was and didn’t resist. Dropping down on her knees, she proceeded to undo Teddy’s jeans. She pulled his thick penis out and examined it.

“That’s right, baby,” he said, prodding her head further. “Do that for daddy.”

Reese looked up at him and thought for the umpteenth time how full of shit he was. That was okay, though. When they got to the Dior store he would pay like he weighed for that blow job. Reese began by gently licking around the head of Teddy’s dick. Something tasted different, but she really didn’t have time to dwell on it before he was trying to force himself in her mouth. She ran her tongue up and down his shaft to get it good and slippery, then proceeded with the magic trick. Reese took all of Teddy into her throat, drawing a low moan from him.

“I can’t take this shit,” he said, snatching her to her feet and damn near dragging her over to the couch. Teddy roughly slung her over the arm of the couch and started pulling at her pants.

“Nigga, these is Seven jeans. You rip ’em, you bought ’em,” she warned.