'Jesus Fuckingchrist the third!'

Bubba blathered:

'My word!'

'Turn your cutoffs down, Sadie Mae,' Mercedes cooed. 'That's the way. Slide them down those lickable legs of yours.'

Sadie Mae shot her head around.

'Now climb up on the table,' Mercedes babbled. 'With me.'

Sadie Mae tentatively bit her lips. Knelt next to the stripped and glistening Mercedes.

'I can feel your bodyheat, Sadie Mae. Closer now. Crouch right over me.'

Sadie Mae moved her eyes away from Mercedes's face. Ignored the porous gazes of Randy and Bubba sitting there watching with blazing hard-ons.

Down by the bungalows there was the glow of coals as the band members roasted up some feed. Sounds of automobile engines and squeals of girls.

The whores Sadie Mae's sister Sallie Anne had lined up for the musical boys were arriving now.

The power of the imagery of fucksuckrut surrounding Sadie Mae blew through her ears. She didn't hear at first' Sadie Mae. I asked you to straddle my face. As if you were riding and I am the saddle. But please, whatever you do-don't touch me.'

Sadie Mae did so.

'Watch it, babydoll,' Mercedes bawled. 'I don't want to get wet just yet.'

Nostrils flared as Sadie Mae snorted. Blared snot from her snout.

She let it all hang out.

'Whoa!'

Sadie Mae shimmied her ass from side to side.

'Wheee!' Mercedes lowed. 'Tee hee hee. I can see Sadie Mae's aaaaassssshole!'

Sadie Mae churned her groin.

Her bladder burned.

'Let's go!'

Fizzle drizzled from her cuntfolds.

'Sadie Mae, I can see your peeeeehole too.'

Trickling liquid weaseled down the insides of Sadie Mae's legs.

Draining to her kneecaps.

Striating her thighs with urine. Spattering her calves with her own piss.

Mercedes kissed the air.

'Ulululululu.'

Gargled Sadie Mae's drizzle.

Mercedes twirled her straightened hard-on tongue like a swizzle stick.

Shot her yip up.

Smacked Sadie Mae in the clit.

'Unh.'

Rivulets of piss striped Mercedes's whitegirl neck. Micturition fizzed as it spread over Mercedes's ultra-white shoulders.

Frothed down her back.

Sadie Mae's pizzle dashed down between Mercedes's boobs. Perking up the nippletips and filling the navel.

Mercedes bucked her bellybutton up from the table. Sadie Mae's drizzle sniped through the opening between Mercedes's curitlips.

Writhing sideways once again. Mercedes's tan-dying backbone rubbed inside Sadie Mae's groin, Piss smarted up her asshole.

'Oh.'

Sadie Mae chittered like a chimpanzee as she frittered with her clitoris.

Dampness of her forest.

Voracious activity of Mercedes's rnaw.

'Aaaaawn.'

Sadie Mae sniffed the headiness of the years of spilled liquor, spent cockcome and girljizz, oxidized fuckjuices that soaked through the furniture of the saloon.

She pissed and swooned.

The brew kept flowing from her barrel.

Mercedes had Sadie Mae flat out on the table now. Tugging her jugs.

Running her long sharp and painted fingernails down the outside of Sadie Mae's boobcage. Engaging Sadie Mae orally and digitally.

'Eigh!'

Mercedes gnawed far and wide. From Sadie Mae's sweat-curled coif to her underside.

Hammered her choking maw into Sadie Mae's blowhole and ate her for an instant before poking her tongue in.

Piss blistered Mercedes's face as she chomped beneath Sadie Mae's buttocks.

'Yes.'

Mercedes yanked her clenched yawp up from Sadie Mae's twat.

'Ow!'

Tufts of cuntfur stuck to the outsides of Mercedes's mouth.

She looked about.

'Hey, guys,' Mercedes mouthed. 'Somebody please pick my teeth.'

Hungry fingers reached out.

In the escalating delirium of Sadie Mae's serially spiraling orgasm, she peered into the chasm of sexuality.

Took in at once her destiny.

Let her mind go free.

'Let's see,' Sadie Mae screeched.

Bubba yanked his long ranger with a. strange look in his eyes. Randy cried out loud as he shot another beer down.

'Do it,' Sadie Mae choked.

Randy shot two fingers to his nuts to loosen them up.

Readied his weenie.

Took aim at the two girls shivering within their own liquid giggles.

'Suck me, Mercedes. Please. I never knew this was tike this-'

Sadie Mae twisted her own clitoris with her fist Grimaced.

Placed her paws on either side of Mercedes's head. Bent into her.

'Yeow!'

Mercedes sank her fangs into pissing pussy.

Sucked slit.

Kissed pusslips.

Quaffed piss.

Without a blink.

Mercedes cackled and began to glow from below with a liquid halo of her own brew. Pissing sucksisters cavorted in gilt-tinged mist.

Randy added his own broth to the stew. He strewed strips of liquid silver in high-flying arcs from his pricktip.

Pizzle scampered over the backs of the two young ladies who drank mixed liquid from each other's cracks. Bubba backed off.

Jacked off.

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