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—insert Elmo hands up with fire behind him gif—
Every jump swung the giant schlong between his legs, leaving nothing to the imagination about his weapon of mass vaginal destruction.
“He’s looking to add his banana to that fruit salad.” I blink. “What?” “You know, batter-dipping the corn dog. Creaming your twinkie,”
“You could probably still see if you stand behind the desk. I tend to work harder when I know I have an audience.”
Like it says you gotta take charge, grab Callum by his large hammer and ask him to nail you.”
Her puffy folds parting around my rod as I sink in.
LMFAOOOOIOOO
“I’d love a Nutty Two Pump,”
“Callum. Please tell me what’s wrong. Is your dic-uhm… discostick okay?”
DISCO STICK HELPPPPP
“I mean like when he fills your tank up with his special sauce and runs low. He can only keep pumping for so long.”
MALISSA PLSSSSS
want it more than I want the air to breathe.” Her nose scrunches. “I like you breathing.” “And I’d like to munch your krabby patty.”
“Let’s finish eating and I’ll shave your little cunny.”
Help meeeeee
You’ll feel the weeds in front of your mud dungeon if it’s not pruned as well.”
“Then lemme shave your stink wrinkle first, and then I’ll have my buffet of muff pie.”
IM SCREAMING HELPPPP
My eyes widen at the noise so similar to flatulence even though I know for a fact my buttcheeks aren’t flapping. Tears water in my eyes as I blink up at him. “That wasn’t…I didn’t—“ “Shhh, baby,” he says, his hand pressing down on my lower stomach. He surges forward another inch. “Your tight, tiny canal is emptying for me. It’s my victory horn.”
His pace is relentless, I barely hear the second fart-like noise over the slapping of our skin. I don’t have time to feel humiliated as Callum groans. “Fuck, keep that pussy tootin’. Make room for my baby gravy, love.”
“Give me your cummies, Acacia. You feel too good. I’m not going to last,”
LMFAOOOOO
“My balls contain the magic we need to grow our family. We’re going to thank them. For every wish you want me to grant, you have to rub them in gratitude with your soft, beautiful face until they spew their population paste all over it.”
His fingers reach down and make sure my center is moist enough to take his anaconda. Callum pulls his hand back, hawk tuahs a huge glob of spit, and then stuffs the lube into my core. Lifting me, he lines us up, and I sink down.
“One day soon, these are going to leak with boobie broth and I’m gonna guzzle it down all day,” he whispers into my ear. I shiver. “Okay.”
Help meeeeeee
I squeeze my shaft, stroking in quick jerks as I stand over the cup of coffee.
HELLO?!
