“Oh Baby you know how to do me,” she said as Bobby’s pink smiling face came into view.
He grinned and kissed her with her juices dripping down his beard before he used the back of his hand to wipe it away. His tongue fucked her mouth the way it had her pussy and she pushed her hands up around his neck. She found herself bucking against the front of his pants where it looked as though his cock was in a hurry to come out an play. She let go and a few ladies smiled over at her as they walked into the bathroom near the wall where they had been making out.
“Hey lets get out of here so I can do you all night,” he said.
“You don’t have to tell me twice.”
Tamara opened her eyes to look up at the ceiling. She sighed. It had been a dream or a flash from the past. She moved her hands between her legs for a check; oh yeah she was wet but where was Bobby. She moved the sheet over the bed then got out naked and in want.
Bobby sat in front of the television his eyes locked on a spot above the small device. He listened as Rufus' ghost droned on about what a bad friend he had been to him.
“Why didn’t you just burn my bones, then I wouldn’t be here, Bob?”
“Yeah so you would have another thing to Bitch at me about.”
“What?”
“I didn’t burn your bones despite the boys begging me because I …….felt I needed to be tortured, maybe.”
“You are one selfish son of a bitch even in my after life you screwed me over.”
“Ugh….” Bobby said, “you know you could be more helpful dead than alive….” he added.