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Mr. Bailorson sat down on the rough concrete of the stairs outside the public library, the bright afternoon sun shining directly into his eyes seemingly whichever way he looked. After a moment he stood, reaching out for the handrail to steady himself as he rose. He brushed the accumulated grit from where his pants had contacted the silica of the steps. He looked down the road as he absent-mindedly reached into his pocket; pulling out a Werther's Originals hard candy, unwrapping it, then popping it into his mouth before proceeding on his morning walk. He had never been a fan of walking, but after his yearly physical this spring he had been ordered to. And so, with a sense of duty, he placed one foot in front of the other as he stepped down into the crosswalk.

"I don't feel so bad about it," said Aaron to his companion, who was currently tonsils-deep upon the man's shaft. "Hey, are you listening to me?" he said, as he smacked the back of her head, triggering her gag reflex as the force of his hand pushed her down even further.

""Yes daddy," said the deathly thin woman as she came up for air. "You don't feel bad."

"Did I tell you to quit sucking?" Aaron demanded as he grabbed her by the neck and pushed her mouth back onto him. "Mother fucker had it coming," he continued, his companion's muffled mm-hm being the only reply he wanted to hear. "Hang on bitch, it's nut time." She attempted to lift her head from his lap, having never been a fan of the taste of semen, but he  was having none of that. Removing both his hands from the steering wheel he put nearly his full weight into holding the woman down on himself. The eyes of all three individuals rolled back in  their heads as it happened; Aaron undergoing an intense orgasm, the thrown rope of his ejaculate coursing down the woman's throat. Her eyes of course, rolled back due to her choking on the penis which had now traveled deep down her esophagus, scraping against her vibrating vocal cords as she tried to scream out for mercy before her gag reflex finally won out and vomitous bile shot from her nose. As for Mr. Bailorson, his eyes rolled back as his skull made contact with the windshield of Aaron's vehicle; the force of the impact coupled with the aging man's brittle bones liquefying his skull; sending a torrent of red across the now cracked glass pane.

"Holy fuck," said Aaron as he skidded to a stop on the side of the road, the crumpled remains of the old man's body sliding from the hood of the car, the interior of which was now saturated with the liquid vomit of the starving crack whore. "That was one hell of a cumshot." He laughed as he opened the  passenger side door and kicked the woman to the curb, next to the semi-decapitated corpse of the old man. "Take a bath, bitch," he said as he slammed the door. "Made my fucking car smell like shit." he tossed a handfull of change from his cup holder into her face before speeding away.

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Mr. Bailorson sat down on the rough concrete of the stairs outside the public library, the bright afternoon sun shining directly into his eyes seemingly whichever way he looked. After a moment he stood, reaching out for the handrail to steady himself as he rose. He brushed the accumulated grit from where his pants had contacted the silica of the steps. He looked down the road as he absent-mindedly reached into his pocket; pulling out a Werther's Originals hard candy, unwrapping it, then popping it into his mouth before proceeding on his morning walk. He had never been a fan of walking, but after his yearly physical this spring he had been ordered to. And so, with a sense of duty, he placed one foot in front of the other as he stepped down into the crosswalk.

"I don't feel so bad about it," said Aaron to his companion, who was currently tonsils-deep upon the man's shaft. "Hey, are you listening to me?" he said, as he smacked the back of her head, triggering her gag reflex as the force of his hand pushed her down even further.

""Yes daddy," said the deathly thin woman as she came up for air. "You don't feel bad."

"Did I tell you to quit sucking?" Aaron demanded as he grabbed her by the neck and pushed her mouth back onto him. "Mother fucker had it coming," he continued, his companion's muffled mm-hm being the only reply he wanted to hear. "Hang on bitch, it's nut time." She attempted to lift her head from his lap, having never been a fan of the taste of semen, but he  was having none of that. Removing both his hands from the steering wheel he put nearly his full weight into holding the woman down on himself. The eyes of all three individuals rolled back in  their heads as it happened; Aaron undergoing an intense orgasm, the thrown rope of his ejaculate coursing down the woman's throat. Her eyes of course, rolled back due to her choking on the penis which had now traveled deep down her esophagus, scraping against her vibrating vocal cords as she tried to scream out for mercy before her gag reflex finally won out and vomitous bile shot from her nose. As for Mr. Bailorson, his eyes rolled back as his skull made contact with the windshield of Aaron's vehicle; the force of the impact coupled with the aging man's brittle bones liquefying his skull; sending a torrent of red across the now cracked glass pane.

"Holy fuck," said Aaron as he skidded to a stop on the side of the road, the crumpled remains of the old man's body sliding from the hood of the car, the interior of which was now saturated with the liquid vomit of the starving crack whore. "That was one hell of a cumshot." He laughed as he opened the  passenger side door and kicked the woman to the curb, next to the semi-decapitated corpse of the old man. "Take a bath, bitch," he said as he slammed the door. "Made my fucking car smell like shit." he tossed a handfull of change from his cup holder into her face before speeding away.

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