“It’s… I…”
“You go tell your daddy that, okay?Andyour ex-fucking-boyfriend. Tell him that his sweetheart’s asshole is mine too. I need it for my condition. I need it for how sick I am, how obsessed with her. And it tastes like fucking candy. And when I fuck it, and he better believe it that Iwillfuck his sweetheart in her asshole, it’s gonna feel like candy too.”
With those words, he pushes inside of me.
And I’m so wet and horny that my pussy welcomes him with practically open arms. My pussy molds around his thick length and I swear he feels thicker this time than any others. Probably because I’ve seen him now. I’ve seen the dick he uses to make me go all crazy and messy. The dick he uses to dissolve me into the ether and make me flow like a river over him.
And right about now, it’s also making me see stars.
Right from the beginning. Right from the first stroke.
His dick, his thrusts, his growls, his entire fucking body has me clenching and clenching around his thick rod. I’m already coming and he fucks me through my orgasm like a man possessed. He fucks my fluttering pussy, my sloppy, gushy pussy, without giving me even a second of relief.
Because he’s sick, see.
He needs his medicine. He wants to bathe in his medicine.
He needs it, he needs me, to make him all better.
And he fucks me and fucks me against the door until he comes inside my pussy. And then he fucks me on the counter and then he fucks me on the floor until I’m all loose and loopy. Until he’s really flooded my womb with his load and I’m walking back to my parents with a swollen belly and him running down my thighs.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-EIGHT
Servant Girl/Bubblegum
Hi.??
Are you sleeping?
I can’t sleep. ??
I know you don’t like texting but talk to me.
Bossman/Bandit:
You know the only kind of texting I do like, don’t you?
Servant Girl/Bubblegum
Fine. ??
Pink nightie.
Bossman/Bandit
And?
Servant Girl/Bubblegum
With lace around the neck.
Bossman/Bandit
Just around the neck?
Servant Girl/Bubblegum
Along the bottom too. And on the sleeves.