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My own loss of humanity factored into things as I positioned myself in a pushup position across her side with my prick buried deep between her mams.
I flopped and fucked away at her cleavage eventually spreading my legs wide as I began ejaculating wildly into the cavernous negative space between her knockers. The buoyancy of her boobs factored into things feeling like oversized rubbery balloons against my pelvis. The wet slapping sounds of my pelvis colliding with her enormous tits filled the bedroom until I relented kneeling upright.
My lower abdomen, crotch and penis were glazed over with cum while her cleavage was a messy lattice of webby ejaculate. I'd even managed to leave a slightly visible reddened bruise between her tits in the shape of my prick. Mintzy was wearing the warmest smile as her big expressive eyes surveyed the mess I'd made of myself.
"Shirley, you can eat my dinner anytime you want." She reached over rubbing one of my inner thighs visibly pleased.
"If you want this place; I'll let you move in."
...to be continued.
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Featuring: Shawnee Thompson a.k.a Ms. WTF?!! (34A-32-??)
Renee Kelly-36D-32-50 (25 years old)
Yoli Van Allen-32B-26-36 (28 years old)
Special Guest Star: Rashida Sikes a.k.a Chi Town Thunda or "Thunda" (38C-29-62)
MAXIMUM BADONKADONK Ch. 06
"Wake the fuck up!"
"HUH-WHAT?!!" I opened my eyes finding myself looking directly at Renee's face. I was still nude from the night prior with a ruffled sheet covering my sex and nothing else. Thankfully, Mintzy had let herself out sometime after I passed out.
"Get dressed, she's on her way."
"WHO?!" I covered myself further as Renee stood up. She'd been leaning over me on all fours slowly withdrawing from the bed still eyeballing me.
"Your chipmunk bitch."
"HUH?!!" I sat up making sure to keep my crotch covered under her piercing gaze.
Ever the fashion picture, Ms. Kelly was decked out in a white ensemble of embroidered Bardot smock top and billowy boho long pants sheer enough to see the white thong underneath. Her makeup was more normal looking and essential, eschewing the sharp smoky eyeshadow and deep burgundy lipstick of recent times.
"I think you're beyond high on your own supply if you get my drift. It's out of hand when I have to watch a middle aged woman doing the walk of shame at six in the morning. I thought I told you to cool it with Mintzy?"
"Mintzy's building, Mintzy's apartment and lest I remind you, Mintzy busted into your bathroom and jumped me after you gave me food poisoning. Dare I say or go further, Mintzy called herself helping me out with a forced enema and still wanted to go afterwards, on that very day. Sorry to disappoint." I was in no mood to be scolded.
"Forced enema?"
"Yes, said she used to do it for a relative."
"OH SHIT!!" Her beautiful face broke as Renee covered her mouth failing to stifle some laughter.
"So, that being said; I feel I have every right to pound the shit out of her pussy until it falls off or she hides every time she sees me. And if you're thinking of asking; I beat her back out last night after she unceremoniously helped herself to the plate Jaquan bought me, for dinner. She got the business three times in a row before I crashed." Renee was laughing through my entire terse explanation. It was good to see her smiling full of humor, even self-depreciating as it were.
"Okay, I'm sorry; get cleaned up and go downstairs to meet her."
"How does she know where to be?"
"I texted her fifteen minutes ago; said she'd be here around ten thirty; its nine fifty right now. You've had more than enough time to sleep it off. "
"You texted her?" Renee slid a white sun visor on adjusting her shoulder length ponytail.
"Wash your ass."
"Fifteen minutes, ago?"
"Makes you wonder what I was doing, huh?" She smirked making a jerking motion with her hand as she turned opening the door.
That thong was completely visible, accentuating her own fifty inch derriere in angelic fashion. The throbbing of my member was not unexpected as esteemed baby mamma number two stopped facing the outside corridor.
"Stop looking." It was my turn to laugh.
After getting showered and dressed, I was left with barely enough time to make it downstairs to the front of the building. I was anxious wondering how Shawnee would take the swerve trying to figure out what to say when Renee appeared. I was worried that she would flip me the bird, sever all ties or worse considering the episode at the mall.
I'd forced her out of her comfort zone by making her wear tangentially revealing clothing considering her monumental proportions. I figured it a necessary evil to bring her out in the real world. It was my true intention to make Shawnee look her best. Digitally wiping her face was a necessary evil because I wanted her to fully appear on the new website already formed.
I found Shawnee already standing on the sidewalk waiting, surprised to see her wearing the dress from that day, albeit with an XXL black hoodie unzipped and some reeboks that looked too big for her small feet. I figured maybe they belonged to Andre. I stood there for a few seconds at the edge of the alley admiring the shelf-like quality of her immense ass.
Her hair was styled into Dutch braids with two shoulder length braids behind her ears and a smaller one in the back. This was a surprising bit of femininity from a woman who preferred hiding herself under layers of sweats. I had to know what brought on this change.
"Shawnee." Her shoulders jumped, flinching at the sound of my voice coming from a direction unexpected.
