The Biggest "O"

Unending BE - episode 52680

They stood awkwardly from the fold-up card table, knocking playing pieces, Cheetos and a large bowl of carob-coated raisins to the floor. Slowly a spilled glass of Sprite rolled to the tables edge, and fell to join the general mess on the tattered old avocado shag carpet. A lava lamp in the far corner of the room gave an eerie glow as the hellish sulphered smoke fell away from where she stood. "Um ... Ma'am?" The tallest of them said, pushing his frame-taped glasses a bit higher on his nose. "We ... um ... well ... that is ..." The oiliest of the three stepped up, crunching the chips and grinding them into the carpet as he put our his hand in his suavest manner. "Good day! Well, may we be of some help to you? We were actually on break, but you've found us! We are the owners and proud managers of the Three Friends.Net Internet Networking Company, AND (he added with a smug smile) the Billy the Kid Gates Fan Club!" The third fellow, scrawny and jaundiced, just stood quivering, a stain spreading across the front of his pants, pimples erect, whimpering quietly "Mistress, my Mistress ... let me serve you, i am too unworthy." Well, thought the Demonic Domme ... perhaps there was hope. After all, one wished to serve, one was saavy enough to recognize Bill Gates as the Anti-Christ (although he was actually just an imp with permanent bad hair), and one ... well, he'd have to go. Stalking up to the first, tallest, fellow, she hooked an arm around his his, speaking in a sultry conspititorial whisper. "Hey, sweet thAng," she drawled huskily, "You want to taste Heaven?" He nodded eagerly as she lowered his head and raised her hemline. Casting a quick look of triumph at his two stunned friends, he set to licking eagerly and with vigor. One lick, two ... then suddenly he was swept upwards, squeezed under her skirt, in through her distended and engorged pussy-lips. Her belly swelled as he disappeared with her. Then she began to shake, to quiver, to have a massive screaming climax as not only his organ but his entire self came into her. Sal and Roger stood, not knowing if they should grin or scream themselves in the face of this orgasmic onrush ... or inrush, depending on your perspective. Then, suddenly, she heaved a mighty heave, and vomitted up what could only have been the remains of Chris, now cobered with what appeared to be quarts of thick, viscious cum. What remained of his face was ... smiling. "Well ... ", she said calmly, "I knew he'd be good for something! Now then ... why don't one of you darling boys fetch me a cigarette and a REAL treat?"

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