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He gave the man a hard poke in the chest while smoke wafted from the cigarette between his fingers, then leaned in with bloodlust radiating from every word hissed with his icy voice. “Notice that I haven’t asked your name yet, even though I gave you mine? It’s because you don’t have a name to me. To me, you’re just ‘Bitch’, the sniveling little Bitch who decided to come in here and ruin my evening, talking awfully big game for someone in skull-fucking range. That’s what’ll be engraved on your tombstone: ‘Here lies Bitch. Cause of death: got skull-fucked until his brains leaked out of his ears.’ Shit, I’ll carve the engraving myself. Now I suggest you get the fuck out before I use your eye sockets like a whore’s ass!”

“Flying Sock Puppet?” Shannon whispered.“You’re probably better off not knowing, as am I,” Valia replied.“Let’s just say that it’s a bedroom maneuver not for the faint of heart, and certainly not for amateurs,” said Noah.“Noah, could you grab Alexis from the basement for me? Her shift is starting.”

“Now fuck me,” I whispered in her ear. “Fuck me with that tight ass and make me cum.” Carol started sliding her asshole along my cock, slowly at first then more rapidly as her sphincter relaxed and he felt better. She whimpered but said nothing. I couldn’t last long against Carol’s tight ass. I pushed deep inside. “I’m gonna cum…yeah!” My balls contracted and pulsed a stream of semen into Carol’s bum.“Give it to me Jim. Give me your cum. All of it.”