They don’t count. Only new cunts count. I can fuck these two all I want, and they won’t count toward our total.” I said this in a manner to make...sure Jess understood.“But, I don’t understand.”, said Jess.“Look, simply,”, I began. “Per our agreement, you were fucked and bred by 30 cocks, hundreds of times. Should I count each cunt I fuck and breed? Or should I count each fuck. You decide.”Jess looked pissed. This was not going her way at all, and not ending anytime soon.“I guess counting cunts. Several joggers plodded along the gravel path toward the small playground. Gazing at the playground he saw some movement near the swings and walked a few steps in that direction until he noticed some park workers picking up trash. Glancing at his watch he saw it was still a bit early. He still strolled to the corner, stopping at the very edge of the curb and watched as the workers emptied a trash can and then walked on. Although the playground was empty he watched a single swing slowly sway. I heard him fidget a bit so i turned to him and said "is this ok?" he looked at me with deep eyes and i could see his bulge. I didnt expect it and it made me hot. He stood up and walked over to me and asked "do you like being told what to do?" i didn't know what to say but he could tell that i did. He pointed over to the sofa and hinted for me to go over there. "i want you to face the wall" he whispered bluntly. I slowly walked over to it, keeping my eye on him the whole time. He followed and. The little, sexy Cody ran to him. They embraced. Cody pulled out Williams’ nine-inch, dark, deputy dick. “Oh yeah, choir boi! Suck on that dick!”This was the impetus for all the rest to begin the amorous night.Williams and Cody moved to a bedroom and on the mattress Cody threw up his attractive little booty. The substantial piece of meat was drawn to the caramel ass that twitched in front of it. Cody grabbed a bottle of poppers that was on the mattress. Every bedroom had a fresh vial of poppers.
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