[MF] My Red Bunny’s Pussy & Throat (Parts 1-4)…

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The woman above isn’t my Red Bunny, but they sure favor each other.

Part: 1

I provide grinding angles with my dick machine when I’m fucking, wouldn’t you agree? Well, I guess you can only confirm my written statement if you’ve experienced my erection inside of you beating that pussy and/or ass from the back? There’s one of you in particular that has orgasmed vaginally from my maniacal thrusts to your rear end. You’re the freakiest thing God has ever allowed to walk this earth…I have this nickname for you…

MY LITTLE RED BUNNY

That mouth of yours is a fantastic piece of creation. I’ll never forget the first time I came in your mouth, you couldn’t handle the onslaught of my eruption. You swallowed a gang of my erection oil, but your throat couldn’t keep up with the avalanche. My cum dripped from your pretty little mixed lips and right hand. You screamed, “DAMN THAT WAS A LOT!” I desired for you to engulf the entire river. You looked so tasty, though, struggling to get yourself together. And while I’m on the subject of you making my penis disappear in your oral cavity, I’m never going to forget the time you made me spew my contents quickly in your mouth. You licked at the cum on the shaft of my dick endlessly. Then, I told you don’t stop sucking. You continued at gripping my manhood until my cock swelled in your throat again. You deep throated my shit and worked your magic on me with that disabling tongue and mouth all the while stroking at my cock and licking at my chest nipple. Minutes later, I saw my jizz sprinkling its “nastiness” toward your face and lips. Oh my LORD, I never got enough of you. Our sexual chemistry was Greek in nature, GOD-LIKE. You were who I was thinking about the other day when I emptied my cum into my toilet. I was thinking about your fellatio and your desire for me to fuck you tirelessly from the back, doggy style. Where art thou, my sweet one? You were in love with my length and how I tasted in your mouth. You awed at the curve of my manhood.

Part: 2

I couldn’t believe the day when you finally decided to reach out to me again. It had been about six months since I had placed my eyes or mouth on your frame. I was a thrilled mess the moment you dialed my phone. I’d been walking around for months with a hard dick exposing its erection through my jeans for endless women to capture in their lines of sight. Those immense blood-filled moments were indeed courtesy of your beautiful, awe-striking ass. Multiple sessions of precum-filled instances crept onto this beaten path because of my fixation over you. Now, you’ve decided to acquaint me with that sexy, Southern Belle-ass drawl of yours again. I’m in a euphoric and nostalgic state right now. Let me get myself together and gather my composure, MY LITTLE RED BUNNY! I have a few questions for you: do you need my penetration? Do you need my insertions? Do you need my cataclysmic impaling to your raw pussy courtesy of my raw-ass dick? More so, do you have a fetish with my nasty-ass cum? Would you approve of sampling the substance once again? I’m sure you’d like for me to slow this bombardment of information I’m hurling upon you, but I can’t control this awakening that you’ve unleashed in my groin area. You have awaken such a flagrant beast, and I have connected with the notion of fuck that age-old adage that implies what one does in the dark will come to the light. That ole saying has flaws, and it doesn’t stand up to my intense examination, some “hellafied” scrutiny. What’s going to happen once you suck my dick in the car, and I eject my sperm into your oral atmosphere? Will the gods of light shine their glories into my vehicle while I’m driving, and will those deities be privileged to witnessing me zipping my pants and you wiping away my messy cream from your lips? So you see, those dinosaur-ass legends and golden-like rules have no place in my space with me. You, on the other hand, are welcome in my consortium. I actually need you here with me. Wouldn’t you agree?

Part: 3

MOTHERFUCKER, what was wrong with you the other night? You almost had the Douglasville Police on my trail over some bullshit because you read a disturbing story of mines that went into lengthy detail about some imaginary shit entailing a raping and the desire to bring a life to an end. Again, I ask: “What the fuck was wrong with you?”

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Now that I think back on the ordeal, I can almost put five on it that you were a lush and drunk beyond recognition those three nights ago; you read my disturbing piece of Perversity and began the hallucinatory process. It was downhill from there. How could you go south from the conversation we experienced around noon 12 hours before my brush with “The Folks”? We were discussing our sexual rumps and how you tasted my dick and cum, and how you embraced my pounding to your throbbing pussy. You put up your feelings about me only bombarding our conservative word exchanges with my constant descriptions of our explicit oral sex. You were giggling, especially about me asking were you under the sheets. And, if your response was “Yes.”, that was my cue to pour more lewd shit on the horizon. We planned our next get together. You were on your period, so remember, this was blow job week–don’t you recall? You implemented those special days of the month to soak my penis in My Little Red Bunny’s mouth. How could you piss the expectations away with your brazen incompetence? Damn, My Little Red Bunny, just when I was feenin’ for your throat and tight-ass snatch and bottom, you went and done a thing like that. What will I ever do now? Who am I going to get to replace you? You know what; fuck it! Call me, and apologize. I just might forgive you once more. You’re a screw up, but you’re not alone. So am I. Don’t tell anyone I said that, though. Hit me up. I need to cum in that pussy and throat again. I need you to soak my chest nipples with your mixed lips and tongue, you beautiful-ass motherfucker…

Part: 4

Little Red Bunny, a white girl sexed me a couple of nights ago, and I must admit, the rump was astounding. There was an issue I was dealing with while I was in the midst of ecstasy with the pale-skin honey: you were on my mind during most of the ordeal.

How could that be?

I mean, she was sucking my dick phenomenally, but the only thought on my mind was how your pretty little mixed existence sucked me off (Well, I thought about my baby mama, too–the dark one–with her nasty butt.). I closed my eyes and just envisioned your long natural hair and the imitation bundle also hiding my penis while you had at my eager tool. I couldn’t focus on her devouring my manhood–even though her gorgeous blonde hair and voluptuous breasts overshadowed me.

How could this be happening?

I didn’t even become nostalgic about the loving my ex, Catamaye, and I shared. Now, that’s saying something because I am/was usually obsessed with the likes of her. Again: what is going on? I captured images of how you disposed of my meat in the car and the way at which you tasted my chest when I fucked you roughly missionary style.

That was a sign, you experienced slut:

Come get me, and like Calgon, take your boy away…

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