The small explosive she had swallowed earlier was ready to detonate, and now it did, blowing the upper half of her body apart in four sizeable chunks, spraying her midriff in all directions, and severing her legs from her groin with a satisfying combination of boom and splat.
Month: March 2018
Meeting prep
There was still time to scat one off all over the toilet, floor and walls before the big meeting, and that she did – and as she sniggered at the mess she’d left for the cleaner, she wondered how many others all over the world were doing the s- FLARRRPP!!!! Oh, goodness. It sounded like someone was doing the same in the very next cubicle. She flung open her door, spun and booted in their door to see. Nope, they were just having a normal poo. A bit loudly, though. She’d done hers more or less silently, and she told them so.
Track record
She was often consulted as an expert on big penises. And how had she gained this reputation? She had enclosed lots of them within her mouth and clunge, on many occasions going on to stimulate them rapidly until they hurled warm semen all over her face or into her oesophagus.
The way of some flesh
Their bodies undulated together, and suddenly she seized him passionately and held him close, his hard wand delving even deeper inside her than it had already. She had never shared such an intimate moment with anyone, and she savoured it, her eyes closed. Slowly she opened them again, smiled and kissed him, then began to loosen her hold just a little, her fingers dragging softly down from his neck to his back. As they did, she let her nails scrape tantalisingly across his tingling skin, until she felt them sink in and, entirely unintentionally, tore a furrow into his leprous flesh.
Unhappy Hour
She booted him as hard as she could in the balls, crushing the spunk-producing orbs and rendering them useless for at least the next few hours.
Assisted walking
No brassiere in the world could have fully accommodated the weight and volume of her colossal bosom. Even if it had, the bra would have needed a support structure of its own in order to avoid collapsing. And some sort of wheeled spittoon or guttering would have been required to collect and re-route the almost torrential, spunky run-off that was the inevitable dividend of her voluptuous mien.
Pleased to meat you
She tore a strip of flesh from his arm with her powerful jaws, urgently masticating the hot meat and gulping it down to preclude any chance of reattachment.
Goo heroism is remarkably sober
Another serving of salty cum splattered hard into her face, then another, and another, but she persisted in her task, and soon the plane’s course was righted and the lives of everyone on board saved.
The mother of pretension
As he resigned himself to his fate and stood there urinating and defecating into his trousers, the crowd of people around him who had so forcefully protested just moments before that they ‘couldn’t move further down the carriage’ suddenly discovered that they could, in fact, move a lot further down the carriage, and they did, at least until someone at the other end also loudly fouled herself, after which those caught in the crossturd just had to try not to breathe much and pretended harder than ever to be really interested in reading the Metro.