| Straight: Humor/Satire: Night of the Vagina Pineapple (6/7) |
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the mirror and then bend her over and spread her legs wide. I waste no time and just shove my dick in her hard. She whimpers in her Veronica voice as my balls are slapping against her ass with my hard strokes. I reach around and roughly play with her clit listening to her moan. Then I want more. I want all of her, Veronica or VP. I pull out and spread her wider but this time I reach over and grab another handful of pineapple sauce. I hold her down as I slather the sauce all over my hard rod. I grab another handful and slap it hard onto her tight little anal entry. As I apply pressure with the head of my cock to her puckered little hole she starts to rise up and whimper, “No,” in the Veronica voice as the tip pops in. She whimpers again as I work an inch in but then I feel sorry for her and start to withdraw. The head is almost out when she raises up turns her head around, looks me in the eye as she reaches down to spread her ass and says in her squeaky VP voice, “More.” She pushes back as I push forward into her tight little virgin asshole. She looks me in the eyes the whole time as I work my whole length in and just moans, “More and more.” I take her hand and hold it to her lips to lick and place on her clit. She starts to rub it furiously as I pick up my strokes in her ass. She never stops looking me in my face as her expression changes with her coming orgasm. I pull her pigtails again as I start to grunt and we cum together. Her body shakes and even her ass clamps tighter as she rides her pleasure out and I shoot my hot load in her ass. As my still hard cock pulls out of her ungodly tight ass it is covered in a sloppy sticky mix of mine and her cum and dripping thick warm pineapple sauce. Before I can take a step back she is off the dressing room table in a flash and on her knees licking and sucking the whole mix off my member. I still jerk whenever her little fangs scrape against my dick as she consumes every last drop and drains me dry. No real vampire could do better. “Hmmmm, pineapple was always my favorite flavor,” she says, licking her lips. VP stands up and wraps her arms around me and begins kissing my neck and rakes her little fangs hard across my skin. “More after the last show,” she whispers. She reaches over to the table and picks up her soaking little thong and crumples it in my hand. “Keep these, I won’t need them the rest of the night.” She steps back, straightens her little tutu and walks toward the door. “Gotta clean up for the show.” She pauses by the fruit and dips her finger in the pineapple and then traces her finger between her thighs. “But not too clean.” She then spins on her little stilettos and prances out the door singing “Happy Halloween” in her squeaky porno stage voice. I truly believe my dick will never be soft again. Which one is she truly? No clown knows for sure. |
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