"I never lost a fight, but I'm looking for a beating!" Milan sung before biting my lip. This damn girl been up all day now it's 1 in the morning.

"Okay baby, if you get this beating will it make you sleep?"

"No David!"

"Lord be with me tonight. Why Milan?"

"I'm UP. So guess what you up too."

"You and the baby can be up together. I'm going to bed mamas."

"Why you can't stay up with us? You got another family?" She asked sniffing.

I know damn well she ain't crying. I just know she not. She got up and went to the closet grabbing her suitcase.

I just looked at her, trying my hardest not to laugh. I got up and followed her.

"Baby what are you doing?" I asked, taking the clothes out the luggage.

"Packing, get away."

"Okay we going out of town again? Bet."

"Fuck you David Sincere East!"

"Mamas calm down now. You getting rowdy, ain't nobody got a second family. Shut that shit up. Unpack this fucking bag and go lay down. Don't even think about arguing with me."

"Okay. Can you bring me ice-cream and chips ahoy. Ooooo some hot pickles and hot chips too."

See the bipolar shit. Is it just me? A nigga got it hard!

"Anything else mamas?"

"A burger!" She said with her eyes wide.

"A burger?"

"Please Dave. Can you make me one. On a buttered brioche bun, pickles, mayo, mustard, ketchup, lettuce, cheese, and bacon."

"Okay baby." I sighed going downstairs. "No", isn't in my vocabulary to her. I just can't especially when she carrying the greatest gift of all. My little seed. I went downstairs making this damn spoiled girl her food, and went back upstairs. She was sitting on the bed eyes still wide open.

"Thank you daddy! We love you." She said snatching her food. She wasted no time in fucking it up.

I laid back and got on my phone while she was eating watching The Parent Trap. White ass shit.

"Who the fuck got your attention Dave?"

"What baby?"

"Don't baby me. You all into that phone!"

"Baby please just eat your food. Goodness fucking gracious."

"I'm done eating, you'll know if you got your nose out your phone!"

"Milan stop fucking yelling." I said getting up.

"Where the fuck you going? Huh!"

"Fuck it. I was going to take your trash downstairs, but you got it."

She just sat there looking stupid. I walked into the bathroom starting up a shower. I waited until the water got hot and got in. This is my cool off zone. To just relax. The mood swings be killing a nigga honestly. I love Milan, but I be needing these moments to myself. I stood under the water letting the beads hit me.

"Papa?"

"Give me a minute MiMi."

"...okay."

I knew she was still in here. She always stays when I need space. I took my time washing my body, and finally got out after about 30 minutes. What I tell y'all? Her crybaby bipolar extra large ass sitting here pouting. Meanwhile my dick just slanging every direction.

"Here papa." She said opening me a towel up. She started drying me off. I should treat her how she do me. Then she'll be telling y'all how I do her so bad. After she was done drying my body; she started rubbing me down with lotion and sprayed my cologne on me. Then put my deodorant up under my arms.

"Here go your boxers." She said in her innocent ass voice.

I walked into the bedroom getting in bed butt ass naked. Like a fucking KING. She eventually came out and laid by me.

"Papa stop ignoring me. I'm sorry about my mood swings."

"Okay."

She reached down stroking my dick. I instantly grabbed her hand.

"Dave."

"Lay down you taking your ass to bed. We'll try again tomorrow."

"Okay..." She laid down on my pillow as if it was space for both of our heads and wrapped her little arms around my body. I checked the time reading 4 am. A nigga tired, and this girl looking at me with her big ass eyes.

"You so weird man."

"So."

"Close your eyes."

"No."

"Milan!"

"Yes papa?"

"Stop playing with me."

"Your dick not in my hands, but if you want me to...."

I turned on my side so we was facing each other. I grabbed her ass pulling her closer. I got close to her face.

"Fucking go to bed." I gritted out.

She took that as an opportunity to lick and bite my lips. Freaky ass lil girl.

"Bet that's what you want? Get on top."

Her eyes lit up and she climbed on top. She caught me off guard when she slid down, because a nigga wasn't ready.

"Fuck mamas." Pussy so wet and fat.

She started riding my dick, moaning loud and shit. I bet she go to bed after this. I started fucking her back with long hard strokes.

"Papa slow down, you about to make me cum!"

"Fuck that shit."

"DAVE!"

"Fuck mamas sing my name." I said reaching up playing with her nipples.

Pregnant as fuck and she still be working this dick like it's her job. We came together and just like that she had some act right. Laid right the fuck down. She looked up at me with low tired eyes.

"I love you."

"I love you more mamas." I kissed her forehead.

She leaned up kissing my lips deepening it. She pulled away and was out like a light. 5 in the morning. I could've just laid some pipe on her. Thats some bull!

I woke up to the constant sound of my phone ringing. I answered and jumped up immediately. Milan big baby ass held onto me.

"Mama I'll be back okay?"

"Can I go?"

"No princess. It'll be quick." I said placing a kiss on her lips.

I wrote her note telling her I'll be back had to go handle some business. I threw on my clothes and rushed out. This shit should be quick.... at least I hope.

Hey boobiesssss🥰

What y'all thinking? What's got Dave in such a rush? Is he going to be okay?