The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried i... a lightly greased coffin.Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours.Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he. I see his left hand clutching the bed sheets and his right hand strokes his throbbing dick. He seems to be about average length and thickness, but he is not really what my focus is on. Behind him, plowing into my boy's ass like an a****l in heat is Colby. Sweat is dripping down his fit black body, I can't see his cock, but I can just tell he must be big.My dick has finally fully risen and is as hard as I ever remember it being. I reach down and begin to stroke my 7 inches slowly as I watch my. We just needed another day or two, and maybe we would have had a chance to hold the warehouse. I pushed through the crowd, forcing my way down the last stairs into the musty basement."Chantelle!" I shouted in relief.My wife smiled at me as she drew a portal with a bronze knife, struggling to saw open the Veil. I picked up one of the bronze knives laid out on the table, and started cutting my own portal open. Thamina arrived a minute later, pushing through the growing crowd of frightened women.. OHHHHHHHH, FUUUUUUUCK!!" screamed Mindy.Roy's triumphant grin was suddenly replaced, by a lusty grimace of passion as he flooded his sister's cumming cunt with his steaming sperm."UNNNNNGGHHHHH! SIIIISS! TAKE IT! TAKE MY CUM, YOU HORNY FUCKIN' SLUT!" he roared, hammering his spurting cock deep up inside her."Ohhhhh, yeah, little brother, cream me good!" she howled.Eddie watched them writhing and bucking together, his cock was stiff and ready for more. He had to admit that he'd really gotten off.