Abdul creeped up on the Long House.
He was a survivor.
And a very good swimmer.
'They have totally underestimated,' he thought, as he crept down to the quiet end of the Long House with a Gurkha kukri.
'I'll fillet that Frank Russel,' he cursed, as he barged into the last room of the longhouse.
What he saw had him mesmerized.
Her boobs were gigantic, but very much in proportion.
Fuck, they were out of a Japanese Manga comic.
Abdul was losing sight of his mission very fast as Caramel embraced Jack's Johnson between her warm milky breasts that screamed, Titty Fuck Me!
'Up and down,' whispered Caramel, 'until you cum between my big tits. I love pearl necklaces.'
The narrative was desperately going down the slippery slope of porn as Caramel squeezed baby oil between her perfect tits that were made for satisfying any Johnson, both big or small.
Max had seen Abdul come in from the other end and followed him.
He was carrying a Magnum, he never went anywhere without it.
As Frank screamed with pleasure and shot his protein juice between Caramel's boobs, Max fired a nice round into the back of his head.
He swore he heard Abdul moan with pleasure.
Perhaps this was the martyr death he had always been talking about.
He was a survivor.
And a very good swimmer.
'They have totally underestimated,' he thought, as he crept down to the quiet end of the Long House with a Gurkha kukri.
'I'll fillet that Frank Russel,' he cursed, as he barged into the last room of the longhouse.
What he saw had him mesmerized.
Her boobs were gigantic, but very much in proportion.
Fuck, they were out of a Japanese Manga comic.
Abdul was losing sight of his mission very fast as Caramel embraced Jack's Johnson between her warm milky breasts that screamed, Titty Fuck Me!
'Up and down,' whispered Caramel, 'until you cum between my big tits. I love pearl necklaces.'
The narrative was desperately going down the slippery slope of porn as Caramel squeezed baby oil between her perfect tits that were made for satisfying any Johnson, both big or small.
Max had seen Abdul come in from the other end and followed him.
He was carrying a Magnum, he never went anywhere without it.
As Frank screamed with pleasure and shot his protein juice between Caramel's boobs, Max fired a nice round into the back of his head.
He swore he heard Abdul moan with pleasure.
Perhaps this was the martyr death he had always been talking about.
