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We all have a key to the palace, so we decide to surprise our King. We were jonesing for the biggest cum shot that only the anaconda can deliver. BDK was surprised and happy to see us. We pounced on our King the moment he entered his palace. We had the hot tub started and the top shelf liquor poured. First, we lavished him with kisses and hugs worthy of his King status. Then we took to Instagram to brag about the Living Legend. Haters gonna hate. Too many Splenda daddies in the world wish they could have our hot bodies. Too many skanks think they can have some time with the anaconda. Big Daddy King likes his sugar babies classy and nasty.
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I was a dumb slut and didn’t realize I had one too many drinks. I wish I would have paid much more attention and perhaps I wouldn’t have been in the bind I put myself in. I was behind the wheel after a couple of shots and smoking pot, I thought I was okay to drive, but I was wrong. I was pulled over and panicked because I wasn’t even twenty-one to be drinking. The officer was ready to make his arrest and report, but I guess he liked what he saw. He gave me an alternative option. I would have to have my car driven by someone sober, but I would have to provide him with a special thank you for letting me off easy. I agreed. I couldn’t turn that down. I ended up giving him big tit fucking extravaganza. He was in love with my huge jugs and wanted his cock deep in them. I gave the best blowjob I could I made sure to show the officer how thankful I was and how much of a freak I could be. I learned my lesson for sure.
