Description: Everything was going great that morning. I woke up next to my girl, feeling lucky, and decided to do something sweet — breakfast in bed. I slipped out quietly, planning the surprise, but when I got to the kitchen… that plan went straight out the window. There she was — her sister, Kokohontas — dancing while cooking, hips swaying, curves bouncing with every move. She wasn’t just making breakfast; she was putting on a show.
Her hair was still done from the night before, makeup perfect, and that thick ass was wrapped tight in lingerie that left almost nothing to the imagination. What was I supposed to do? Pretend I didn’t notice? I sat down — just to watch. Just to appreciate. That’s all, right?
Then she turned, smiled, and offered to make me something too — even a plate for her sister. The air got heavy. Every time she reached for something, her body brushed against mine. Every bend, every stretch, every tease was like she knew exactly what she was doing. At some point, it stopped feeling like a choice.
Now, be honest — if you were in my shoes, with Kokohontas looking like that… would you really have walked away?