One Big Beautiful Bill
Once the US government passed the legislation, I asked Bill, who works at the local mini-mart counter, what the hell that meant for our country.
He said, "I'll show you One Big Beautiful Bill" and then locked the door to the store. It was odd, and I knew something was off. The place was supposed to be open 24/7. It was 4AM so maybe he needed to do something. I just wanted to buy some food, because I was up late and drunk.
He pulled out his massive dick and I dropped my Cheetos and Cheez Whiz as he put his dick down my throat. I was surprised, of course, as anyone would be.That hadn't happened to me since I was in elementary school. I gargled, and asked if this was a BNWO thing. He said, no, his membership to the BNWO was still pending approval, but he was after reparations. I asked him "what the hell is that" and he just said "I'm getting it" as I sucked his dick.
I sucked his dick for a bit, but he wanted pussy. He stripped off my panties but was disappointed to see that I was so bushy down there. He nicknamed me "Jungle Jane" and fucked me anyway. He got on his phone and called a friend a couple of blocks away who was a tattoo artist. He came over and gave me a tramp stamp of "Jungle Jane" above my ass.
The sun was rising by the time I got out of there. My mind was cloudy. All I can say is that the weather forecast was sunny with partial clouds, and One Big Beautiful Bill.
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