She started begging me to put my hard cock inside her fat pussy. I asked if I should put a condom on and she replied "fuck no baby, I wanna feel your ...bare cock inside me". I didn't hesitated spreading her meaty legs apart and sliding my rock hard cock into her warm juicy pussy. She asked "Do you like having your cock inside my fat, wet pussy baby?" "I fucking love it baby! Your fat pussy feels amazing. I want you to cover my cock with your fat pussy juices until it's dripping down from my cock. " I said."I don't care, suck my dick you slut," he said it again. That time in an even louder voice. One loud enough for everyone within a mile to hear.I knew it was the heat of passion more than anything else that caused him to act that way. It made me even hotter. I couldn't wait to feel his cock in my mouth. I dropped to my knees. I kissed his cock, but I was just too out of it for subtleties. I stuffed his cock in my mouth and began to maul it with my tongue and upper pallet. I worked his. "These are different from the ones we saw before. Maybe they're just ripe, but..." She picked one up and inspected the long yellow stripes. She turned it over in her hands, sniffed it, and finally ran her scanner over it."Bananas!" she said. "No wonder they look so different. These melons must have hybridized with the banana seed. That must be why the scientists warned me not to cum in you..."Molly looked over at Hannah. The auburn-haired girl was enormous. Her swollen breasts sat heavily atop. I think ‘no’ always means ‘no’ and ‘Maybe’ should probably mean ‘no’ too just to be safe. And even though I say it shouldn’t matter if a presidential candidate has a dick or not I’m pretty sure I’m going to vote for a woman when the time comes because ‘The Patriarchy has been in charge long enough.’ Like I said, I’m a nice guy. I’m a good guy. And I think I’m becoming a monster. I mean, I’ve always had . . . thoughts. I’m a guy. We all do. 
I’d be walking down the street and I’d see a hot girl.