Meanwhile, Mercedes had opened one of the drawers of the cabinets and rummaged through the goodies inside. She held up a needle and a long piece of thread and waddled over to Angela, continuously adjusting her belt. Beeg C… “Where’s your bitch boy?” Tiffany snarled
Whack! Everything was sore from the previous night’s events, or was it the previous day’s? All her years of stripping with Tiffany, she had seen her naked countless times, but never done anything like this. Tiffany wasted no time devouring it, she had no idea how long it had been since she had eaten. Relieved, Tiffany pushed hers out only seconds later, liquid dripping out her gaping cunt and onto the floor.
