The Man She Shared a Bed With

The Man She Shared a Bed With
The smell of Corona escaped from his mouth, the sweet Mexican beer left a tickling redolence in her nostrils

His tongue all warm and moist entered into her mouth swirling it back far enough to wiggle her tonsils

His manhood grinded against her pelvis and a deep moan rang out from his mouth letting her know that he was enjoying this very much

As a .22 Caliber rested against her temple as she quivered in terror her head throbbing, her heart exploding, and her mouth suddenly becoming dry

One hand ripped her blouse exposing her bust as it forcefully grew fervent dishing out the sweet nectars of a once enticing Goddess

Pinning her down screaming “Shut the fuck up!” as she cried out for God while broiling tears set flame to her eyes, and a burn down her cheeks as he rammed into her tearing the walls inside her, defiling her body

As he emptied his seeds into her caustic opening he rolled off of her and stared at her in disdain, before he exited the room he said to her, “I’m going to go roll a blunt for myself” and left her in the contaminated bed