MN Manmacker's mansploitation
She was old enough that her pussy must be dry and needful indeed.
But Victoria was kind as a cucumber, and she put her hands on Thumper’s shoulder when he placed his order, and that sent sparks through Thumper’s old nigga body. She was old enough that her pussy must be dry and needful indeed, Thumper thought, but she’d go good once he got her moist enough, she’d be rumbling like a air conditioner.
From Thumper the Mover
This thick-ass straightlane female with weeks of booty to belove, bitch looked like she could rape a horse, and Thumper wanna be that horse.
They watched American Ninja Warrior and made a drinking game outta the hoohahs falling down. Muscley chicks got Thumper going too. There was this thick-ass straightlane female with weeks of booty to belove, bitch looked like she could rape a horse, and Thumper wanna be that horse. Other two preferred other chicks — Deon liked this skinny blonde chowder-white with triangle hips, shit, Thumper ain’t know how a nigga could love a bony bitch like that, if you ever ate her pussy, she’d poke your eyes out. Jaekwel preferred some sunnyskin female who’s delicate and dreary and’d prolly fall apart like jenga if she ever took a nigga dick, certainly if she ever took Thumper’s. But Jaekwel was a sensitive kinda nigga. He prolly lay up all night listening to his girlies gab. That Asian female tripped about ten seconds in, and Deon’s chowder-white made it nearly to the end, but she fell off the grabby thing. Thumper’s preferrated straightlane bitch qualified, all the way to the end, and damn her tits was plumping when she pressed the buzzer. Thumper took that to mean he was right and them other two was wrong.
From Thumper the Mover
She was a humpty-dumpy older white lady, but she got enough tautness in her still, in her ruddynut butt that Jaekwel would gladly tap.
One of the waitresses was watching outta the corner of her eye-sacs, but she bin eyeing ’em like that since they walked in. Either she was plondering that they wasn’t gonna tip or maybe she wanna jump they bones. She was a humpty-dumpy older white lady, but she got enough tautness in her still, in her ruddynut butt that Jaekwel would gladly tap. But only if she threw herself at him. He still got his pride.
From Thumper the Mover
Thumper done spent decades in prison, but he knew a pair of naturals when he peeped ’em, and them two, they was naturals.
She was a beautiful blonde, easily the sexiest in Lipsweet. She got tits that ain’t quit — and they was all natural, for sure. Thumper done spent decades in prison, but he knew a pair of naturals when he peeped ’em, and them two, they was naturals. He whistled when she bared ’em bright and bouncy, and then he passed her three twenties so he could dive between ’em and suck on each nipple. They was creamy and soft as saxophone sounds.
From Thumper the Mover
You couldn’t even tell she done pop out a kid. Tight as tall tales, nigga.
He sat back and let his dick get hard through his jeans, as this one ruddynut white bitch, Annette Cutter, grinded herself up and down his body. She got thighs like you wouldn’t believe, and you couldn’t even tell she done pop out a kid. Tight as tall tales, nigga.
From Thumper the Mover
He ain’t gotta work at a stiffy like with that old snatch Ethel.
It was crowded with niggas staring slack-eyed at the strumpets, but most the dancers was white. Thumper liked that. He could dig a white chick. His favorite, however, was the dancer Ebonette. She got booty for days, and just the thought of her made his dick hard as a brick of bics. He ain’t gotta work at a stiffy like with that old snatch Ethel.
From Thumper the Mover
Old lady pussy take awhile to get wet, but I got it goin’, got it goin’ good. Got her purrin’ like a mash potatuh, nigga.
“Her pussy is sweet as sunset, you don’t even know.” Thumper wolf-whistled as they both laughed. “Niggas, y’all is some silly pups, you know nothin’. Nothin’. She put out all I want. I stuck it up her backside two times last night. And I was licking that pussy fo’ hours. Ain’t even finish the whole pussy, I’s savin’ the rest fo’ latuh. I got a good fifteen, twenty puhcent left to snack on.” Thumper leaned forward, his rammy beard smelling like the unwashed parts of old ladies. His voice got a low growl. “Old lady pussy take awhile to get wet, but I got it goin’, got it goin’ good. Got her purrin’ like a mash potatuh, nigga.” His face was deadly serious. “I will lick any bitch’s pussy,” he said all defiant-like, as though he was making a stellar point. He held two fingers up to his mouth in a v-shape and licked the space between them. “Don’t care how ugly.”
From Thumper the Mover
Thumper seen niggas on fire less freaked out than she was, and her pussy snapped shut like a shy clam.
That lightskin badonkadonk Sherry made him stop over and over so she could do new facebooks and check up on her prior facebooks. Once she blueballed him cuz the computer voted down her facebook and put her in “facebook jail” for “subposting the truth about Mexican sluts” — Thumper seen niggas on fire less freaked out than she was, and her pussy snapped shut like a shy clam. After that she wasn’t hot no more to Thumper.
Most ’em was spilling bits of tits outta those stringy things.
They was pretty young things fresh outta high school — all legal age, but Thumper was old enough they felt too young to look at. Did girls get younger while he was locked up? He was them girls’ age when he got arrested, but they looked younger than he ever felt. Girls before ain’t look like girls now, he thunk. Most ’em was spilling bits of tits outta those stringy things. Mr. Gregarian musta ain’t never seen Miriam’s bikini or he’d-a blowed up.
He mimed eating a very big pot pie with a itty-bitty spoon.
“Lemme fuck yo’ guhl. Tell her to give up her booty if she bleedin’ outta her period. She do booty, right? Does she lick yo’ butthole? Cuz I will lick her’n. I will eat her asshole like a chicky pot pie.” He mimed eating a very big pot pie with a itty-bitty spoon.