Unclenching my legs from around Jack’s waist. Feeling him slip from my grasp, leaving my lips without me giving him a good bye kiss. My smirk, and from the looks of it Jack’s cock looks like it is getting hard again too.
My spin on Walter, the way he retreated back to his chair. Back to where he had nowhere to go besides down. Dashing his bum hard in the chair that he rose from. I was there, still with that hungry look in my eyes. My hands pulling on his nipple hairs, combing through his chest hair while getting ready for his hard cock to penetrate my vulva again. “Mmm, I want to feel your cock in my little coño (cunt). I want you to suck my tetas (tits). I want you tOoo…”
Seeing that tight little ass sticking in the air. Also seeing one hole open. The one hole that I have yet to plunge my cock into! The gasp cuming from Walter and this whore. Both at the same time as my cock is slamming back into her body!
“Ah Ahh yes” trying not to interrupt their shared gasp. Inserting my cock into her tight fucking ass. That tight fit, the way her body sucks on my dick from any hole! “I am going to fuck your ass” my whispers low. Hovering right above her ear as I make my fourth plunge down on her culo (ass). Pulling back, feeling my head as it grapples with the rim. Watching as the whole ring poofs out. Swelling as my head is threatens to pop out. Plunging it back down. Using all my force as I smack that pretty little ass of hers. Repeating this process, pulling my head almost out of her asshole, plunging it so far inside her that all I can hear is the slap of skin against skin!
“For the holy Jack (Daniel’s, 1853)” as my cum gushed out of her culo (ass)! And I crashed to the ground scrambling to snatch a bottle of Daniel’s whiskey from 1853, of course paint thinner tasted about the same back then. “Damn, woman you can have some chow after all of that” saying this as Walter’s cock is spasming. Why cause I can see the way it convulses in her tight little hole. Pulling down a long swig of whiskey. Watching her get off over four loads of cum!
“Ha, I didn’t think you had it in your little nuts to provide the milk for round two!” Pulling one more long swig from the bottle before handing it over to Walter. “You should have seen your face! Haha” rolling on the ground as everything in the distance started to swim.
Pulling hard from the whiskey bottle. “Careful boy, I just figured it was your momma. Pumping on that tight little pussy after you pulled your skinny little dick out!” Taking a longer swig. Feeling the effects almost immediately. “Woo, man this stuff tastes so good.” Pulling one more, bring the bottle down to half before slamming it back into Jack’s hand.
“Thanks man” I started to look around. “Hey, where did that whore go?” Dumping some more whiskey down my throat. Drowning my taste buds in that taste. Feeling the effects as I try to stumble to my feet. Stumbling while reaching for something to hold onto!
“I’ll take that” snatching the whiskey bottle from Jack’s hand before he loses it in the fire or worse shatters the bottle on the ground. “I thought you had her” I said holding my words together with spit and tobacco. Looking at the color of the whiskey in the fire light. Playing with the amber hue that dances across my eyes. “No? Then I, I don’t know” pulling one more long, long drink from the bottle. “Now.. now I’m feeling drunk” I belched. “Get your momma back here so I can fuck that tight cool.. colooo… colu (ass) thing again” wiping my mouth with my sleeve.
“First off she is my mother and second” reaching for his gun. Slapping his side where his iron had hung since strapping it on. “Ouch, I think my gun is gone.” The effects of the alcohol playing straight to my eyes as everything is going dark…
“Hey. Haha, you little shit” kicking at Jack’s passed out from on the ground with a bare foot. “Oh shit” pulling down one more swig. “Where, where are my boots?” Staring down at my bare legs. “Hey, hey Jack do you see my boots anywhere? I swear they were right there on my feet” filling my mouth with this tasty liquid. Pulling the rest of the contents from the bottle as my chair moved and I went down. “I will find you… I will” my world turned as black as spades.
“Lugging that kettle and carrying some of this whiskey back with you” smelling the wet stuff. Allowing that aroma to infiltrate my lungs.
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