A dancer named Ellendra was up there taking off her lacy underthangs, while a low and slow song boomed out its beat. Her bits was mad on the jiggle.
“She lookin’ fer a place to spend the night?” Buck axed. Ellendra was purty but not gorgeous, and she got a wide ass you could eat cornbread off of. Buck love a sizable ass-booty. He was a big feller and don’t mind a big gal to go with, a gal with acres of womanhood to explore. The hooting homeboys who filled up Lipsweet ain’t seem bothered by her bigness neither. They be whooping and calling after her like nobody’s business.From Buck on Bottom
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MN Manmacker's mansploitation