TAKING ON A MONSTER an old fashioned stroke story
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TAKING ON A MONSTER: an old-fashioned stroke story
by Rumple Foreskin
Cindy and her four lovers sprawled together in satisfied exhaustion, comparing notes on how they’d celebrated her birthday. Someone started tallying up the different encounters. The final count left everyone duly impressed with both the recuperative powers of the four guy’s and with Cindy’s stamina.
‘Damn, woman,’ said Bob. There was a note of respect in the tall, ex-college basketball player’s voice. “You must have handled every one of us in just about every way possible this side of, The Kama Sutra.’
‘Whoa, bro,’ said Jessie. The lean, hard-bodied black vet gave them his patented, bullshit grin. ‘As you dudes may have noticed, I really dig Cindy and her out-of-sight ass. Why she married a worthless redneck like Ray here is beyond me.”
Ray flipped him the bird. “Good taste.”
Jessie ignored the interruption. “I tell you, while she’s all prime perfection, her righteous young ass, well, it just has to be one of the great natural wonders of the world.’
He held up a hand to stifle the laughter. ‘But unless I missed something, I’m almost certain Tony never got to tap her fine tush.’
‘Well since she’s able to sit still for all your bullshit, I’d say you’re probably right,’ said Ray.
When the laughter subsided, Ray leaned over to Cindy. ‘Do you want to try for a perfect record?’
‘Are you nuts?” Cindy was incredulous. Tony’s cock was enormous. Having the whole thing stuffed up inside her over-stretched pussy had been challenge enough. No one could take on that monster.“Face it guys, some things just aren’t meant to be.”
She glanced over at Tony. Both he and his mythic manhood looked limp and exhausted. “Besides, it looks like Tony might be through, at least for the time being.”
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