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By:Zane


Slanging Dick: Yeah, I see it. Lick your finger and run it up and down your crack. Get that ass ripe for me.

Hot CUMmodity: I’m licking my finger. Now I’m running it up and down the middle of my ass. Oh, my bad, I accidentally slipped it in. It feels so good but your dick would feel better.

Slanging Dick: Well, get ready for it because here it CUMS!

Hot CUMmodity: Um, yeah, that’s it, baby. Slide it right up in there, slowly so I can get used to it.

Slanging Dick: I’m pushing my dick into your ass inch by muthafuckin’ inch. How does that feel?

Hot CUMmodity: Awesome. Give it all to me. Fuck it. I can’t wait anymore.

Slanging Dick: I’m shoving it all the way in. Take this shit, raw dog, you whore.

Hot CUMmodity: I like it when a man talks dirty to me. Talk dirty to me some more.

Slanging Dick: Okay, bitch! Take all this dick up that black hole of yours!

Hot CUMmodity: Uh, yeah, you’re ripping it up now. I can feel your balls slapping up against the back of my thighs.

Slanging Dick: Ooh, I’m yanking your head back by your hair, forcing your ass further onto my dick. Take this pain, bitch!

Hot CUMmodity: I’m fingering myself and feeding my pussy to you. How do I taste?

Slanging Dick: Like chicken.

Hot CUMmodity: Cum for me, baby!

Slanging Dick: I’m not ready to cum yet. I’m yanking my dick out your ass and ramming it into your pussy. I’m gonna fuck you doggy-style.

Hot CUMmodity: That’s my fav!

Slanging Dick: Uh, yeah, mine too. Work this dick over, whore!

Hot CUMmodity: Mammacita’s working it, Boo!

Slanging Dick: I want you to cum all over this dick.

Hot CUMmodity: Grab my ass cheeks and dig your nails into them.

Slanging Dick: Oh, yeah! How’s that?

Hot CUMmodity: That’s it, Poppi! I’m cumming already. I can feel it trickling down the inside of my thighs onto the sheets.

Slanging Dick: I’m fingering your ass. Does that make it better for you?

Hot CUMmodity: Yeah, but stick three fingers inside me instead of just one.

Slanging Dick: I wanna taste you, bitch!

Hot CUMmodity: Only if I can taste you, too!

Slanging Dick: I’m pulling my dick out your pussy and laying down on the bed. Climb on my face. Lay that sweet pussy right on my hungry mouth.

Hot CUMmodity: I’m lowering myself onto you. My pussy’s so sticky with my cum.

Slanging Dick: We 69ing?

Hot CUMmodity: Absolutely. I’m taking your dick into my mouth at the same time I’m sitting on your face.

Slanging Dick: Umm, your pussy is so sweet.

Hot CUMmodity: I’m licking my pussy juice off your dick. You’re right. It is sweet.

Slanging Dick: Umm, damn skippy!

Hot CUMmodity: I deep throat you and I feel you cumming in my mouth.

Slanging Dick: Is it good to you, baby?

Hot CUMmodity: The best! I cum in your mouth and then climb off your face.

Slanging Dick: Oh, shit! @@@@ That was some bomb pussy.

Hot CUMmodity: I have to go now. Thanks for the dick, Boo. Kisses all over your body.



Four P.M.

The house was packed with relatives, all of whom Jude hated. She’d put on a plaid wool skirt and long-sleeved sweater; just the variety of boring outfit Jonquinette would’ve selected.

Meredith was in her element, showing off for her family and pretending like she was the shit. When she asked Jonquinette to help her set the table, Jude plastered on a bogus smile and complied. She wanted to stay downstairs because she didn’t want to jeopardize missing the action once the doorbell rang.

By four-thirty, when they all actually sat down to eat, Jude was getting edgy. “The bitch” was late.

Benjamin, Jonquinette’s twelve-year-old cousin, was making Jude queasy by chewing with his mouth open. Jude wanted to reach across the table and slap him. Instead, she just grinned at him and redirected her eyes elsewhere. When he let out a loud belch, Jude cleared her throat. That sorry motherfucker has no home training whatsoever, she thought. Then again, she shouldn’t have been surprised considering his mother, Meredith’s sister Elaine, had no home training her damn self.

By five, Jude was absolutely enraged. She was ready to go scour the streets for “the bitch” and strangle her with her bare hands.

At five-fifteen, the doorbell finally rang. Jude jumped up and said, “I’ll get it. You all finish your dessert.”

Meredith called after her as she headed out into the foyer. “I wonder who it could be. Everyone’s already here.”

Jude yanked the front door open and glared angrily at “the bitch.” She whispered, “Don’t you own a watch?”

“The bitch” came back at her. “Yeah, but I had three dudes come by in a van and they were loaded with cash. Shit, you only gave me two hundred. Don’t get to tripping on me or I’ll turn right back around.”