The Deviled Egg Made Me Do It

by Holly Wilde

“Damn, girl! Your ass is so fine it jiggles even more than that weird jelly thing your aunt brings to holiday meals.”

I’ll take that stick right out of your ass and put something even better up there.”

My egg man is ready to get fully undressed, and show me just how hard boiled his body really is.

Mesmerized, I watch his hand wrap around a dick that’s as thick as a baguette and nearly as long. Beating the beastly thing like he’s making an omelet, he strokes down to the tuft of pubic herbs before squeezing back up. The egg-shaped head tipped with tiny horns glistens as he fists himself.

I feel like a chicken in a time warp the way I lay the oval bulges before sucking them back in.