Uncle Roy's secret

PAROLE BOARD PUSSY PASSES PARDON PRIMED BY PRISONER'S HARD-ON.

And she threw it all aside.

"What I might propose for you to consider, Uncle Roy, is to go for the pardon and when the next governor comes in go for it to have the original verdict overturned."

"That way I don't have to make the present bunch of political cronies look so filthy-"

"Yeah. Once you're out-you'll see. You'll want to chill down awhile," Cassie Lou almost smiled. "Speaking of chilling." She blew upward from her mouth. "Hot as hell in here."

"Isn't it the truth."

Cassie Lou loosened the ties of her bowed neckscarf and diffidently opened the top button of her blouse. She shucked her lightweight tailored suitjacket and tossed it over the back of her chair.

Let out a breath.

Belched on booze.

Shot down another glug. Wiped her mug with the back of her wrist.

"Scuse me."

She bent forward over her knees and whipped her stockings down her legs to bare them. Then replaced her feet in her high-heeled shoes.

"I don't want you to think I am a floozy. Just a bit woozy from the heat."

"Here. Allow me."

Uncle Roy courteously flounced out Cassie Lou's blouse. Jugs jiggled in the titsling.

"Shit."

Mouths met.

"Mmmmm."

Faces all wet.

Uncle Roy's hands grappled with the straps on Cassie Lou's bra.

Tight tits squeaked in his grip. He twisted nippletips slowly.

"Uh."

Rolled his thumbs over boobflesh. Pressing nip between thumb and finger.

Uncle Roy stepped between Cassie Lou's thighs and her skirt began an uninterrupted rise past her pelvis to high on her hips.

"Oooooh."

Uncle Roy frictioned her clitoris through her moistening underpants.

Smutching sounds abounded with each frig. Her mulch quickened.

Guntjuice thickened.

Aperture slickened with briny slime, Uncle Roy's thumbs slammed right in.

"Uh-uiii!"

Cassie Lou whinnied.

Transparent parities whisked away from her cunny by Uncle Roy's bristly face.

Chewing her crotch.

Noshing her forest.

Drinking cuntjuices.

"Oooooh."

Uncle Roy's pants jostled to the floor as he gored into Cassie Lou with his bullhorn. Her snatch engulfed his whanger.

Pussycunt ate him up alive…

Gobbling twatlips spoke in no uncertain terms that there would be no survivors. Eloquent diction of the fucksuckrut.

Labia babbled baboonlike.

Prickspear seared her insides.

Like a rawhide rattlesnake Uncle Roy's polecat prowler shot out a long rainbow arc of sparkling jizzorn as Uncle Roy whipped it out of Cassie Lou's batter and let it scatter.

"What's the matter with you?" Cassie Lou chewed. "I heard you were a better screw than that!"

"I just wanted to get off some of the pent-up jizzom real fast so I could lax into it. Here. I'll fuck your tits."

Uncle Roy pumped his prong and jacked a couple thick curds of cockcome.

Remnants of his recent emission.

Creaming onto the tops of her titmounds.

Fucking her mouth as he did so, Uncle Roy sat squat down on Cassie Lou's boobcage and rubbed his fresh jizz into her breasts with his fanny.

"Now, your tits are dandy."

Uncle Roy fucked each nipple with the tip of his stinger. Ran it between.

"Aiiiiinh!"

Uncle Roy corked down, up, and under. Thundering ballocks against her perineum.

"Uuuuunh."

Adjusting his aim.

"Eiiiiigh!"

Spearing game.

Lancing the parole board dame in the anus. Bull's-eye in the asshole.

As if fully oiled in preparation, Uncle Roy's dingalingdong flew on.

Buried up her butt to his nuts on the very first thrust of bumrut.

"Unhunh."

Grinding their guts together, their faces met in suckering embrace.

Bellowing mouthlips vacuuming the interiors of their maws as assmeat ate up pronghorn.

Corkscrew action increased the traction.

Uncle Roy hacked out another snort of jizzom. Series of short bursts.

"Fucker-fuck more!"

"I told you before-got to go fast at first so I can ease into it later."

Limber jimstick twitched from Cassie Lou's rectum with a squeak like a cork being yanked from the neck of a wine bottle.

A few cords of jizz striped Uncle Roy's still-hard and deep pink prod making it look like an old-fashioned barber pole.

Cassie Lou groaned forward.

Took twanger with tongue.

Suckered from it shards of jizzom, anal mucus, vague remembrances of her cuntal sluices.

She goosed his gonads.

Yanked cock hard.

Charred the pricktip with incendiary flips of her labia.

Impaling herself on his white-hot poker as the rolled afuck under the card table.

As soon as he was able to contort into a good position, Uncle Roy repeatedly jerked and herked and plugged and unplugged his pecker.

Alternating fuck between Cassie Lou's pussy and her asshole pucker.

"Say, Doc Roy," the door cracked to a light rap with a cudgel "We was wondering if you wanted us to set a table in here for your meal-"

"No big deal," Uncle Roy's voice pealed confidently as Cassie Lou stifled a peep. "Say. My negotiating party here isn't a bit hungry. So why don't you just leave me a snack portion in my cell along with some tortillas and beans with a bit of picante sauce on the side."

"All right," the guardsman said. "Anything else for now?"

"How about asking the warden to leave a message with my lawyer to call me."

"Gotta say please for that one," the hillyboy chuckled as he smirked.

"Gawddamn," Cassie Lou croaked. "Almost blown, I think I'm about to flip out."

Uncle Roy turned as Cassie Lou unhitched her hiney from his hard-on.

Riffling through her briefcase.

"Yes-sssss."

She pulled out a switch-a small-sized sap, overlain with thin kidskin leather in the manner of a blackjack. "You like that?"

"Who doesn't?" Cassie Lou clapped the switchlike club against her clitbud.

Tamped it along her brush work.

Quirked it into her cunny.

Positioned her pelvis so his eyes could delve into her anus.

Spanked herself on the fannycheeks with the sap as she pinched her clit.

Twisted her tits.

Pitched her eyes up inside her head and saw climax in several colors.

Cassie Lou flipped her limbs spasmically. Grinning in maniacal rictus, she torquecl her trunk about and shot her ass around.

"Get down!"

Cassie Lou warped her form across Uncle Roy's lap. Prime peckermeat bending against her cabbage patch. Pet rocks dangling low.

Sn-aaack!

Uncle Roy whacked Cassie Lou's buttocks. The cheeks fluttered with each stroke.

Cassie Lou stoked herself with rolls of the blackjack between her tits and through her legs and at her clitnib.

Cassie Lou's assmeat reddened as ripe apple cheeks, Uncle Roy shucked her from her perch. Lurched alongside her.

"Wider."

Was inside her.

Uncle Roy crammed his jimjam wiredly down Cassie Lou's throat.

Rutted her cunt ravenously.

Fucked her fanny frenetically.

All the while babying her skin with feathery whips of the blackjack.

Thuds on titties.

"Colons so pretty."

Bumps to the clitbud.

"Hardly a thud."

Bouncing off buns.

"Oooooh. fun!"

Lobbing labia.

"Okay?- I'm burnt out on this stuff for now anyway. What do you say we-"

"Now, Uncle Roy. It's your turn," Cassie Lou said seizing the sap.

She cracked it quickly across his face.

"Hey!"

Battered his ballocks.

"Ow!"

Patted his cock.

"Aaaaawk!"

Cassie Lou brought Uncle Roy off by sticking the blackjack inside his asscrack and sliding it underneath to the back of his nutsack.

"I could use another drink," Uncle Roy said, sinking into a heap.

"A nip would do me well too," Cassie Lou chirruped as she rolled her nudity toward the table. She stood straight up.

Arched her back.

Tossed her tits out.

Pumped rump up.

Allowed her wettened hair to fall backward from her face as her head lowered slowly backward. Hand clutching liquor flask.

"Aaaaah!"

Cassie Lou gasped.

Gripped off-guard in orgasmic attack. She hacked up phlegm.

Snorted snot.

All her spots were hot.

She spread her legs and flopped her jaws apart halfway down to her knockers.

Cassie Lou hoarded the remainder of her stash of liquor down her throat. Alcohol gurgled up from her gullet.

Syruped mixed with a mulch of fermenting saliva and come over her mouthlips.

Sliced across her chin.

Dripped straight into her hair over the nape of her neck.

Glugged into her armpits.

Between and over her tits.

Filling her navel.

Zinging clitoris and trickling through labia. Binging her fundamental aperture.

Trailing round her gams to a puddle between her heels upon the floor.

The mixture of alcohol, fucksweat, rectal juice, cuntoils, cock jizz squished up in crests between her pert toes.

"Save some for me, Cassie Lou."

"I did. Drink it."

Uncle Roy snorted hoarsely. Began to lap the alcohol-infused bodily juices from ail the places aforementioned.

"Now about the pardon and parole board-" meeting I'll see what I can do."