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Orlando gripped my hips harder. “Good thing it’s not up to him. What do you think, Ash? You want me to fill your greedy little pussy with a load of cum?”
Fuck yes! Wait. No!Now that I was about to get pregnant, I was freaking out. Would my pussy ever be the same again? Taking this huge dick was hard enough. What about a baby’s head?! “I want it all over me,” I said. I needed more time to think this baby thing through.
He gave me one more big thrust before pulling out.
God that had felt so good. I got down on my knees and pushed my breasts together. I looked up at him and smiled.Drench me, Daddy.
He started stroking himself faster and then a huge cumshot hit me right in the face.
Ah it’s so tasty!I opened my mouth wide for more cookies.
“Oh shit,” said Diablo. “I thought you were gonna cum on her tits, but that was way better.”
“Nah.” Orlando kept stroking himself. “I could tell she wanted to taste it.” He filled my mouth with one more shot.
Wait, I want more!I leaned forward and sucked every bit right off his cock.Delicious.I pulled back and smiled. I could feel Orlando’s cum dripping down my chin. It was so yummy but so sticky. “Can I have a towel please?”
“Sure,” said Diablo. “I’ve got one over here.”
I got up and followed him. He handed me something. But it wasn’t a towel. It was more of a...placard? And then there was a blinding white light.Ah!
“Turn to the side,” said Diablo.
Huh?I turned.
There was another blinding white light.
“And one more with a smile.”
I smiled and the blinding white light appeared again.What was that?I blinked several times until I could see again and then looked down at the placard. It read: ASH COOPER in big boldletters. Below that it said: Height: 5'2. Cock Taken: 12". Crime: Cheating with big black cock.
“That’s gotta be the hottest mugshot ever,” said Diablo. He showed me the picture. Cum was dripping down my chin.Damn it!Why had I smiled so big? #CumshotMugshot.No! Why am I hashtagging this?!“Ah! No! Delete it!”
“But don’t you want everyone to see proof that you aren’t racist? One little video of a kiss in the courtroom isn’t going to cut it. And you didn’t let me film what you just did with Orlando. But this is the proof. And it’ll be the perfect final frame for a gif.”
He was kinda right… About the proof thing. Not the perfect gif thing. It was a horrible gif! And now that it was a gif, it was automatically on the Society servers or something. I shook my head. “You’re such a bad boy!”
He stepped forward like that meant I was about to take his cock next.
I put my hand on his chest. I needed time to think things through. “Where are the showers?” I needed to clean up. I couldn’t risk asking him for another towel and him making me grab something else weird.
“Right through there,” said Diablo. “And I’ll be sure to send Dr. Lyons in once we’re done with his interview.”
I grabbed my dress and thong off the floor and sprinted toward the showers.
Too Much Sausage - Chapter 32 – When the Buzzer Sounds
Friday – October 20, 2023
Ash
I stepped into the most beautiful bathroom I’d ever seen. The floors and walls were pure marble. Except for the awesome shower which was entirely made of glass. I turned the water on and waited for it to get warm.
I shot Chastity a text: “I just fucked Orlando Jackson.” I couldn’t believe I’d really done it. I wondered if Tanner was free. If he was, he’d call me, right?
Instead of Tanner calling, Chastity immediately called me.
I would have thrown my phone into the water at the sight of someone calling me instead of texting me. But I could handle a phone call from a friend on occasion. “Hello,” I said.
