“Shit, I couldn’t get my arms all the way around that bitch-” Banter was interrupted by niggas laughing like hyenas. His lor-nigga voice rose above ’em. “I was fuckin’ her, got lost in her tits, swear to God. Had to send a signal flare up to find my way out. Called my sister to come find me.”
Them all was laughing hard as iron, shit. Thumper wanna stick his dick in Banter right now, he got a hardon cuzza this nurse, Nurse Hilary, who came by and took his blood pressure today. Heart doc say Thumper got a rhythm, gotta get his blood pressure took every week. Nurse Hilary was pretty as a brand-new sponge, and she always do get this nigga blood flowing!
Thumper heard this story before. Banter fucked a Polish grandmother who was crazy fat. That was the story. Not muchuva tale really. She had fat-chick tits and a fat-chick ass, with a pussy Banter himself could crawl into and read a book if he brung a flashlight. He coulda read The Gnash and the Bile.
But there ain’t no point in hearing about it in prison where no such females existed. There was only Nurse Hilary, who was just slightly plump, perfectly round, with tits like headlights on a Mercedes.
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