Max pulled out his gun.
The magazine extended over a foot.
He use to tell customs it was his long shlong as he went through the x-ray screens.
Now it was a time of reckoning.
'I am Max,' he yelled.
The sound nearly popped my ears.
It was the sound of the mini machine gun ripping through flesh and bouncing off the cell walls.
Dead, and good riddance cowboys.
'Now it's time to find those cowgirls, don't you think?'
Max didn't wait for a response.
They weren't hard to find.
Now Latvia was void of any local males.
We'd have no competition.
'Wait for me,' said a sultry voice.
It was the one who was playing exploratory surgery in my ear with her tongue.
'Only if you show us your deep throat and rimming skills.'
She jutted out her breasts. They were showcased in a shiny black bra. Her briefs were a shiny black pair of underwear. Her tangerine lip gloss radiated an aura of pure sex.
'Sure,' she said, 'shall we start in the lobby?'
It was the end of the world as we knew it and once the virus flew over, I think she'd be a prime candidate for the Academy of Big Tit Inc.
We both dropped our load over her gorgeous tits.
They were like mini ski slopes with the ramps being her long tapering pink nipples.
'Now where are the fucking cowgirls,' asked Max as he zipped up his cargo pants.
The magazine extended over a foot.
He use to tell customs it was his long shlong as he went through the x-ray screens.
Now it was a time of reckoning.
'I am Max,' he yelled.
The sound nearly popped my ears.
It was the sound of the mini machine gun ripping through flesh and bouncing off the cell walls.
Dead, and good riddance cowboys.
'Now it's time to find those cowgirls, don't you think?'
Max didn't wait for a response.
They weren't hard to find.
Now Latvia was void of any local males.
We'd have no competition.
'Wait for me,' said a sultry voice.
It was the one who was playing exploratory surgery in my ear with her tongue.
'Only if you show us your deep throat and rimming skills.'
She jutted out her breasts. They were showcased in a shiny black bra. Her briefs were a shiny black pair of underwear. Her tangerine lip gloss radiated an aura of pure sex.
'Sure,' she said, 'shall we start in the lobby?'
It was the end of the world as we knew it and once the virus flew over, I think she'd be a prime candidate for the Academy of Big Tit Inc.
We both dropped our load over her gorgeous tits.
They were like mini ski slopes with the ramps being her long tapering pink nipples.
'Now where are the fucking cowgirls,' asked Max as he zipped up his cargo pants.
