Johnny 2cups

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Prepare yourself for an epic tale about a homeless feller named Johnny; folks called him 2cups cuz he once ate a cup a shit and washed it down with a piss chaser.

This one time, after a nice day of begging he scored a 30 bag of black tar heroin and offered to split it with Toothless Tina on one condition, she’d use his privates, as a toilet. Tina agreed.

So they went to 2cup’s cardboard abode, he laid down on his bed of newspapers and jerked his long dick while Tina got naked and squatted over it.

2cups began tugging furiously as he watched the heavenly sight of her butt-hole opening up nice and wide to deliver its grimy payload.

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The #2’s that fell out of her ass were everything 2cups was longing for.
Hot steamy piles of coiling shit covered his long homeless dick like soft serve ice cream.

He jerked the feces onto his penis and mashed it right into his balls. This sent him over the edge, blasting a hot cum geyser straight into her ass-hole from 2 feet away!

Tina dropped her pussy onto the jizzing cock and was filled up right quick.

Sick as she was with AIDS; 7 months later she gave birth to a tard that she flushed down a park toilet.

 

 

 

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Abigail_Smith_Adams_by_Gilbert_Stuart“Why, you little piece of shit,” Mother howled, “I see the devil’s plucking your strings again!”

She’d walked in on her son, who was lying atop the cot of his quarters, fiddling himself gingerly. His trousers were around his knees. The boy wavered, discarded his cock, and proceeded to whimper. “It’s na-na-nothing, Ma, honest! I’s juss checking to see it works.”

Fluid matter sluiced his face, down the crook of his quivering chin. His innards folded with dread. Mother was raging again.

She roared, “Devil spawn! Repent sinner..!” Leaning in slowly, she whispered into his ear, “…Sinner,” then hit him with closed fist to the ribs. Thud!

“Owwww! Please Ma, don’t hit me again! I repent Lord! I repent! Please!” he wailed in earnest.

She doubled over and snatched his timid pecker with a pistol grip. “That’s it, that’s a good beast. Now it’s time to extract your sins in accordance with the ancient ways.”

“Ma, please, not again! …I repent! …I repented!”

“Silence!” she hissed, tugging briskly. Upon the upstroke, in an aggressive timbre, she scolded, “Repent!” Then on the downstroke, “Scum!” Her pace quickened as she recast over and over again, seething: “Repent! Scum! Repent! You scum!”

As the demon neared, she coupled her mouth to the shaft, ready to siphon the sins. The boy sniveled. “Forgive me Lord! Forgive muh.. muh… meeeEEE!”

His pumping phallus dumped gobs of demon spore into her hungry hole. When the throbbing finally relented, she gulped greedily, lapped at the excess, then, with an open hand, struck him hard at the base of his wilting sin tube. He yelped. Tears flowed.

Then, leaving the room, she denied he was her child and vowed to send him to an orphanage. He puddled under his pillow and extruded the emotions that were ripe in his heart, begging the Lord’s forgiveness.

There was no one listening.