Get your clothes off and join Famine on her blankets

From Create Your Own Story

Your clothes come off in an eyeblink and you settle your body next to Famine. You wrap your arms around her slight frame and greedily begin suckling on her breasts. Famine purrs and wraps her own arms around you. "Not wasting time, I see," she husks.

"I can't help it," you whisper. "Your body is so damn sexy. I just had to try it right away."

Famine laughs. "I'm not complaining." You continue to suckle her breasts while your hands explore every inch of her alabaster skin. Famine lets out a series of soft moans. You remove your mouth from her breasts and kiss your way down to her slit. Famine spreads her legs obligingly and you lick up her juices before sliding your tongue inside her. Famine repositions herslef into a 69 and her tongue begins working its magic, first on your clit and then inside your dripping box. You don't even care that your insides feel like they are being eaten away.

How long you stay locked in a 69, you don't know. But you climax multiple times and thirstily drink up as much of Famine's love-honey as you can get your tongue on. Eventually, you feel spent. You untangle your body from Famine's and snuggle your thick frame against her lithe one. "That was wonderful," you whisper. "Can I spend the night in your arms and do that again tomorrow?"

Famine smiles. "Of course."

The preacher's voice cuts in. His eyes lock with Famine's and he grins. "You were so wrapped up in this slut that you didn't even notice when I put you under my mental control."

Famine seems to come out of a trance. She sits up and glares at him. "You sneaky son-of-a-bitch! I didn't even notice you arrive!"

"I'll let you have some time with her," he says with a smile. "Meet me tomorrow at 1:00 at the late Tyrone's hideout for your instructions."

Famine's face twists into a scowl as she realizes she can't will anything but obedience to him. "Yes, Master." Her voice becomes a snarl on the second word. The preacher grins and walks away.

"Forget him," you purr, wrapping Famine in a tight grip and nuzzling her neck. "Let's enjoy each other." You fall asleep holding Famine.

At 12:45 the next day, Famine reluctantly disengages her body from yours. "I have to go get my orders," she grumbles. "But I do hope to see you again soon. Want to stay here and spend tonight with me?"

You are possessing:
Big Black Slutty Woman
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