So, Im with this bytch right. We talk a little bit and then I put on some Jazz so we can dance and shyt...while Im dancing with her then I start kissing on her neck. She was feelin me and shyt

, I had her breathin all hard and shyt. So Im thinking, Im about to go in a little more. :thinking:
We start kissing and she givin' me all this play. She was asking for a second dance and everything. Okay, we dance again and was kissing and all that. I get her back on the couch right...We kissing some more and then I hit her with a quick back massage...then I said fukk it, I started playing with her titties.
She was like "making out turned into foreplay"...so in my head, Im thinking "Im in there, like swim wear" little did I know the bytch realy wanted to put on some DAMN swimwear

. So me not knowing this...I tells the bytch, "lets go to the bedroom". This birdbrain ass bytch goes to the bed room to put on a damn swim suit. Im thinking, bytch I aint tryna swim in nothing but some p*ssy...WHATS UP!?!?!
But me being the nikka I am, Im thinking she just using that as an excuse to go in the bedroom and get bukket nekkit. So Im like..."cool".

At first Im in the hallway waiting for her to pick out a bathing suit but Im like, man this chick was letting me play with her titties, and she felt my wood while we was dancing...this bytch know wassup. Im about to walk in and she ALL THE WAY nekkid...
But the bytch hit me with..."Dont walk in on someone while they're changin...DATE OVER!!!"

...bytch you was dikk teasin' the whole night, plus I ate that nasty ass spagetti and that cheap ass wine and shyt...FOH bytch...
Imma call her in a couple days and apologize, maybe I can still hit it?