He had a good idea why she’d asked him to turn it off. XXX Had he taken a blow to the head? Darius moaned into the bedding like the cock hound and size queen he was. She yanked on Darius’ leash and to hurry his pace. He stepped into the hallway to find Heather waiting for him. The shiny, luscious cushioning gleamed in the low light of the decadent club. She repeated the feat on her giant strap-on before closing the bottle and tossing it aside. As he stared up at his girlfriend’s giant, fleshy cheeks, covered in lovely creases and patches of cottage cheese cellulite, she looked over her shoulder and spoke to him sternly. * * * * *
It was Thursday afternoon and Darius moved around the condo, swishing
