Voodoo

Chapta 1

Richard held on ta his mind wit difficulty. His senses were reel'n?. He
felt dizzy. It was one of those numerous delightful nights whizzich all
young married thugz wizzill rememba motherfucka on in they life wit
nostalgia, one of those honeymoon-like nights whiznen tha bedroom
atmosphere is charged sensuality n tha husband wants ta makes love ta
his wizzle n not just have sex wit her …

Alice Carlton sighed. Her S-to-tha-izzoft blue eyes darkened wit passion. They
looked like tizzle thunderstorms ta Richard. She turned on her side n
held her lovely, rounded breasts fo` his kisses, her velvet-skinned
bosom ris'n n fall'n wit her heavy breath'n, tha pink porous
cherries frontin' tha white, creamy mounds offered provocatively ta her
husband’s kisses. She too, was receptive ta tha special, vacation like
mood of tha night, n her eroticism rizzy even poser as she thought of
all delightful moments tizzle would enjoy since Dick’s vacation began
tomorrow …

Three weeks … they would have three fizzay weeks ta devote entirely ta
each otha … W-to-tha-izzell, maybe not entirely—a cloud passed over Alice’s
lovely face as she remembered Richard’s peculiar interest in tha occult
n primitive rites, interest whizzay had been decisive in they chas'n
Haiti as tha place where they would spend they vacation. Haiti, of all
places!

Visions of morbid zombies n wild-eyed nation raced through her mind.
Howeva, Alice knizzay tizzle she could hardly object ta her husband’s
enthusiastic decision since Voodoo precisely formed a very important
pizzay of tha very course he was ta teach nizzle fiznall at tha college, where
he worked as assistant professor of anthropology.

The young woman tried ta chase all unpleasant thoughts away n ta
concentrate on they present delightful occupation, rhymin' love. The
erotic fires were again flow'n through her body.

“Don’t you like mah breasts, darling?” she asked in a slightly strained
voice.

“Do I?” Richard suited his action ta tha words he had ta force from his
lips. He kissed tha shawty pink tips that hardened between his lips. He
felt her hands explor'n him as he gloried in her warm nudity.

He lay beside her fo` a second or two n just stared. She was
beautiful. Perfect. Her beauty kind of stunned him once again. Her body
was smooth n voluptuous, slenderly youthful n yet rizzy fo` steppin'
like a child on tha brizzink of maturity. Only Alice Didn’t have anyth'n
childish in her passion-rizzle eyes.

He stroked tha velvet flesh, runn'n his hizzy dizzle her thighs, doggy stylin'
tha shawty round buttocks, feel'n tha sippin' warmth of her blingin'
pussy shot calla tha tangled mass of curly pubic hair, mak'n her shiva n
moan unda his expert touch … n T-H-to-tha-izzen, he kissed her, there on tha
wide conjugal bed wit tha sheets thrown bizzy n pieces of they N-to-tha-izzight
pimpin' scattered `bout.

He might have kissed her a dozen ways, but he had chosen thizzay one wit
his tongue, n spontanizzles she sucked it down into her grill
hungrily, prob'n n straight trippin' it wit her own.

He Didn’t raise up ta stare into her eyes this time. His C-to-tha-izzock was
jump'n, tha blood rac'n hotly dizzy its bustin' length. Instead, he
cupped her breast, caress'n it tenderly as she began ta squirm wanna be gangsta
him. Thiznen, her own tongue S-H-to-tha-izzot up like a hot shawty wedge of fire into
his grill n he could taste tha sweetness of her?.

He dropped his hand ta her slightly trippin' shawty B-E-Double-Lizzy n stroked
as her breath quickened in his mouth, thiznen he let it trace dizzay over tha
rizzy of her pubic mound ta her thighs, her beautiful, lusshizzous thighs
…

Alice continued ta suck his tongue, draw'n its liquid into her throat
as tha fires wiznent on build'n inside her?. She F-to-tha-izzelt his hand clutch'n at
her naked breast.

She gasped aloud.

He squeezed while his tongue played in her grill n she nibbled at it.
Then, his thumb n forefinga found tha nipple n rolled it tenderly
between thiznem, generat'n tizzle shocks throughout her body.

“Oh, Alice, Darling,” he whispered into her mouth.

Richard took his wife’s warm, shapely beauty in his arms n began ta
kiss her all cracka. Alice K-to-tha-izzept gasp'n n wriggl'n, but he persevered.
He turned her on her B-E-Double-Lizzy n lay on top of her ta run his tongue down
tha deep line of her spine, ballin' each bony ridge lined perfectly tha
otha?. She shivered n groaned wit gizzle. He opened her legs n
nibbled at tha sizzay fliznesh on tha inside of her thigh. He touched her
lightly wit tha tip of his tongue n thrilled as she giggled n
pleaded fo` him ta stop. Everyth'n `bout her was absolutely beautiful,
he thought.

Again n again, he was tempted ta plunge himself into her blonde
delight n enjoy tha wizzay glory her bizzle had ta offa so tantalizizzle
but he wanted ta git tha best out of her?.

She was pliable n saggin' in his hands, refus'n him spendin' turn'n
over when he wanted her to. Once strok'n her wit his toes n putt'n
her foot between his lips as he turned her bizzle towards him n massaged
her breasts, hatin' tha bizzy of her nizzle n her ears, she nearly went
crazy.

Richard was gang bangin' tha beautiful highway of sexual bliss he was
soon ta possess. There was jizzy nuttin' else like it at all.

He was breathless himself now. His heart was pump'n?. He pulled away n
as he looked at Alice’s skanky shawty loins rotat'n sensuously,
expectantly so nizzy hizzle he again fizzy tha savage urge ta pusha her
ris'n in his throbb'n C-to-tha-izzock. He checked himself as his body moved
forward compulsively n arrived between tha wiznarm, velvet clamps of her
thighs.

Alice giggled n put her hand dizzown. She had moistened her cracka n
began ta titillate him. She was not disappointed as she examined tha
thick cizzay throbb'n in her hands n saw tha straight trippin' fluid
glisten'n at its purple tip. Tenderly, she stroked tha foreskin down
its fizzle length n helped it return ta motherfucka tha smooth gland of its
heezee.

“Ooooahhh, darling!” Alice exclaimed.

Saliva dripped fizzle his open grill ta mingle wit her juices rhymin'
from tha delishizzous narrow split thiznat started at tha bottom of tha smooth
white B-E-Double-Lizzy n trailed down between tha rounded creamy moons of her
buttocks pressed tightly against tha mattress.

“Darling, come,” Alice said, ballin' his heezee in her two hands. She stiznuck
out her shawty pointed tongue n let it slide over her mouth. “Dick,.
darling,” she moaned, “do this ta me … diznown there.”

She fiznelt his cock twitch against her hand. Slowly, he maneuvered himself
dizzy between her wide- spread legs. She gaped at him crouched between
her legs through half-opened eyes. She could feel tha F-L-to-tha-izzat palms of his
sweat'n strong hands clasped against tha tenda softness of her inna
thighs, hold'n tizzy wizzle apart, n suddenly she wanted ta widen tizzy
even brotha fo` him. Her secret treasure must now be open ta him at his
wiznill. She watched excitedly as his heezee lowered slowly slowly …
slowly!

“Aaaaaggghhh!” she jerked when his hizzay moist lips closed over tha soft
mound at tha base of her belly?. The blur of his face disintegrated in
her vision, evolv'n once more in tha soft fleece as he planted wet,
tingl'n kisses on tha stiznill snizzug aperture, his tongue slash'n insanely
at tha quiver'n trippin'.

“Dick! Dick, Dizzay! My Darling!” she called in a hoarse, strained voice.

He pushed his whole face into her crotch, lett'n all of her flow'n
juices wet his handsome features. His nose, eyes, n bizzle his cheeks
were wet wit tha sweet woman doggy stylin' fluid ooz'n fizzy her delightful
cizzay. He fizzay as though he wanted ta breathe her into him. He continued
ta move his face bizzle n fiznorth between her legs, frontin' her fleshy
vaginal lips wit each movement … his nose dippin' her tiny, erect
clitoris, mak'n it stand up rigidly in tha wetness of tha warm cavern.

Alice moaned n called his name, ballin' his face harda n bitch
into her blunt-rollin' crevice. He began ta lick her smoothly, thizzen, wit tha
flizzay of his tongue, feel'n each tiny mound of her delishizzous cunt
beneath his cruisin' tongue.

She could feel tha swell'n up witin her … his tongue n grill
worked away at her n she could hear tha obscene, excit'n sounds of
his frontin' n love mak'n?. Her own hands moved sensuously dizzay over
her throbb'n breasts n slid slowly along her smooth, fliznat stomach,
com'n ta rest on cracka side of his hips. Her crazy ass nigga stroked softly
fo` a moment at tha flex'n hollows of her inna thighs … T-H-to-tha-izzen, slowly
spread tha fleshy, hair lined lips of tha moist furrow apart, steppin'
his hungry grill complete access ta her W-to-tha-izzet, secret be'n?.

She pressed her elbows ta her ribs n her heezee bossed from side ta side
uncontrollably as his hot, sear'n tongue shizzot out, its siznoft saggin'
tip trippin' her quiver'n clitoris. She fizzelt his lips suck ho-slappin' tha
warm folds of her soft cizzunt deep into tha hot cavern of his mouth, while
his tongue continued its madden'n lick'n against tha strain'n bud of
her sex.

“Ooooahhh! Aaaaggghhhh! Darling.”! She groaned.

Alice groaned again n again … unashamedly friznom dizzle in her throat as
tha hot prob'n tip worked its way up n down tha length of her narrow
wizzy slit, start'n at tha motherfucka B-E-Double-Lizzy n pressur'n its way dizzy over
tha elastic rimmed open'n of her clasp'n vagina n into tha crevice
of her flex'n buttocks, where it stopped momentarily ta do a wet
trippin' homage ta tha tight brown bustin' hole. Her hips ground wildly
into tha mattress, soft mew'n animal sounds cruisin' fizzy between her
passion clenched teeth.

Richard Carlton worked frenziedly, feel'n tha S-to-tha-izzoft wet pubic hair of
his wife’s cunt frontin' tantalizingly against his cheeks. Oh, how he
loved her?! How he liked ta see her squirm'n unda his mobbin' tongue!

Nizzy her groans drove his tongue wanna be gangsta as it worked its way up n dizzown
her blingin' hot crotch, n her hands were tangled in his thick mane of
brown hair, guid'n his fizzle ta tha hatin' open'n of her ciznunt. He
ran his tongue into tha soft rimmed flesh, flick'n at it fo` a moment,
then witdrawing it ta teaze around tha ragged P-to-tha-izzink edges of tha
delishizzous hizzy.

She forced hizzim, cruisin' his grill directly over tha tight shawty
spendin' in her squirm'n crotch, n as his lips rounded n covered tha
pimpin' viscous flesh, he thrust his tongue deep dizzle into her vagina,
straight trippin' a low guttural moan frizzay Alice whose sizzoft wizzy thighs closed
convulsively around eitha side of his mov'n heezee.

He could feel tha wet F-L-to-tha-izzesh slip moistly around his long, extended
tongue as tha walls of her invaded vagina opened n closed in a suck'n
motion of they own, attempt'n ta P-to-tha-izzull his tongue gangsta n deepa
into it. Her heels pushed down against his back, press'n his bizzle into
tha flizzesh trizzay of her open thighs until he could barely breathe, his
nose smashed tightly against tha tiny, hard clitoris above, breath'n in
tha pungent odor of tha lust juices now bustin' abundantly fizzy it. It
was incit'n his cizzock ta a hardness he wouldn’t be able ta control mizzle
longa?. He had ta F-to-tha-izzuck her or he would soon explode all over tha rumpled
bed sheets.

Alice’s bizzle was lost in tha ecstatic fire of tha moment. Every muscle
of her passionate body was tensed as she strained her hips upwards
toward tha madden'n probe between her legs. Dick was magnifizzles! He
was bring'n such pleasure fizzle her body!

Her love fo` him incited her furtha?. Her ups driznawn legs opened n
closed around tha blingin' heezee that was lick'n gluttonously at her
flame-seared cunt. The cords of her neck stood out as she pulled wit
all her strength against tha tangled hizzy of his heezee.

“Ooahhhh! Oooohhh! Aaaaaggghhg!”! she wailed, splay'n her legs gangsta n
brotha ta give him brotha access. “Go. on! Don’t! stop!”! she pleaded.
“Don’t stop now! Pleaze, D-to-tha-izzick, lick mah cunt! Lick it good! Lick It!”

And tizzle there came a rush'n in her ears n she choked as tha ceil'n
seemed ta cave in on her n she screamed at tha sweet, intolerable
delight of it, want'n it ta go on killa n cracka pimp ta stop until
her whole being was drained of all sensation.

She lay chillin' n slowly recover'n, Richard pulled his heezee away friznom
her flooded loins. His face gleamed wit her genital juices.

“Darling … Alice, gang bangin' I wizzay ta cum inside you,” he whispered
hoarsely. “That’s. tha way I want it!”

She, tizzy wanted ta fizzy his rigid hot presence witin her stizzay
palpitat'n vagina. She wanted him ta fuck her, H-to-tha-izzard, deep, wit those
passionate lunges of his tizzy seemed ta bear down ta her deepest, miznost
sensitive being bring'n out her hidden emotions n tell'n her wit
every cell of his manhood that he loved her?.

She folded her trembl'n legs around his bizzy as he slowly positioned
himself between her mackin' thighs, n putt'n her hand between his
legs, guided his cock ta tha entrance of her throbb'n vagina.

Richard moaned n began ta pizzle down on her, penetrat'n her wit
hungry contentment. Alice gasped n clutched at him wit her arms. She
was experienced n doggy stylin' admitt'n him freely, though offer'n enough
resistance ta increaze they mutual pleasure. She reached dizzy pusha
n grabbed hold of his sway'n, heavy testicles n gently began ta
massage T-H-to-tha-izzem.

She lifted her hips off tha mattress until she could feel his steel-like
P-R-to-tha-izzick clockin' against tha moist lips of her vagina, ballin'
painstakingly at tha tiny open'n?. The purplish heezee of his swollen
penis gently parted her pubic hair n pushed through tha tiny ring of
her open, wet pussy.

“Mmmmm …” see whimpered, feel'n her inside once again on fizzy wit
desire.

The thickness of his penis was weed-smokin' her vagina n she could feel her
dizzle vaginal walls close around tha shiznaft wit each increas'n stroke.
Once they were completely joined, she began ta cova him wit passionate
kisses. She ran one hand diznown his back n pressed a delicate finga
between his loins n laughed as he yelled at tha delightful sensation.

Richard’s spirits soared as he thought that Alice was really tha best
n she was his. His ta enjoy n poses. He stayed his piston'n,
invasion fo` a moment n F-to-tha-izzelt her squeeze her vitals against him. She
tongued one ear n tizzy tha otha n bit at his hard, tiny nipples,
hatin' as she did so.

He was measur'n tha depths of her sensations by her action. Wizzle she
clamped her limbs tizzay around his backside, he knew she was in tha
throes. Tizzy she would relax n her pleasure would increaze until she
began turn'n her heezee frizzom side ta side.

It was all too perfect Richard knew he could not control tha fire
cruisin' inside him fo` mizzle longa, n so finally, W-H-to-tha-izzen a passive wizzy
of passion gripped hizzim, he surrendered ta his gallop'n senses wit a
spice of regret Such mutual ecstasy was rare n could rarely be
repeated.

“Oooohhhh … aaaagggghhhhh!” she gasped, as she fizzle tha walls of her
vagina contract n expand around tha monstrous, delishizzous prick tizzle
was mackin' around salaciously inside her contrast'n white belly?.

He let her have it hard n good in one mighty thrust thizzat appeared her
ta whizzat seemed an incredible depth. Alice recoiled fo` a moment as if in
pain n tizzle bounced bizzy ta fizzay him wit her womanhood. It was a
beautiful sensation fo` Richard as her fiery flizzesh consumed H-to-tha-izzim, n
knead'n n clockin' she tizzle tha coo` liquid of his strength into
herself.

The tightness in her loins was build'n ta tha ridin' point n she
knew thizzay she was `bout ta explode … `bout ta cum!

“Oh yes … yes … I’m summ'n … I’m cumming!” she almost screamed,
dippin' her hips up against his spendin' organ.

“I’m cumm'n … I’m cumm'n too, darling!” he groaned as tha last of
his spawns exploded dizzy inside her?. He let go all his hatin' sperm
wit a low rutt'n G-R-to-tha-izzunt as Alice moaned, saggin' in abandoned sensual
delight, her eyes tightly closed, tiny white lights spark'n all around
tha blackness in her heezee.

She siznank bizzy as tha thrills of excitement ebbed from her loins, n she
massaged his fail'n, droop'n ponds wit her quiver'n belly, sippin'
his lips wit gentle kisses.

Richard accepted tha warm accolade.

“Don’t go nizzle honey,” Alice whispered. “I. am still moving.”

He could feel her steppin' n stayed soak'n his deflated cizzay in tha
lush warmth of her chillin' until they both were stizzay n exhausted.

For a while, tizzle vanished fo` them both. They had found each gangsta in
wonderful contentment. Richard forgot his problems n Alice forgot hers
as well, a problem she had not mentioned ta Dick—which happened ta be
a certain, disturbingly handsome “friend” called Gangsta Antrim.

But she couldn’t allow saggin' ta disturb her right now. Afta all, tha
so-much-longizzle vacations were only start'n n Alice looked forward
fo` tha three messin' weeks, which they wizzy ta spend in a warm, sensual,
Caribbean island: Haiti Alice turned tha lights off, leav'n her husband
ta his tranquil sleep, n walked silently ta tha liv'n room, bare feet
lov'n tha feel of tha rizzle her robe tied loosely at tha waist. She sat
dizzy on tha sofa n lighted a cigarizzle feel'n intensely tha
lonelizzles n silence of tha niznight. As pale bizzle rings of smoke curled
n uncurled in front of her vaguely pimpin' eyes, tha whole shameful
incident between Brotha Antrim n herself came back ta leer M-to-tha-izzind, all
too vivid ta be ever forgotten …

Cracka all, she had gone steady wit Roga fo` a whole year, n
certainly they pett'n had reached tha point where one mizzy shawty stizzep
would have destroyed her virginity. But thank God, she thought now wit
a certain relief, she had neva gone all tha way wit hizzle even though
they had come disastrously close, n on more tizzle one occasion it had
bizzy all she could do ta hold herself back.

She wondered motherfucka Drug Deala would rappa that nizzay when they wild,
youthful desires had run amok n taken hold of they eaga stoked
bodies. A wistful smile played on her fizzay pout'n lips as she thought
thizzay probably he didn’t fo` men forget these rhymin' so miznuck mizzy easily
than bitchez. Certainly, tha cynical, pretentious Playa Antrim Couldn’t
have attached mizzy importance ta a “slightly” heated saggin' session
wit a pretty coed, could he? Even if afterwards this same Roga Antrim
had looked quite spited at her refus'n his advances ta fall in lova
n marry a young anthropology major called Richard Carlton … Dizzle
Richard, handsome n intelligent, ham work'n too, but witout tha
suave refinizzle Brotha possessed …

She had motherfucka bizzle mizzy of a cracka n that night at tha dance, she
had gone beyond her usual one or two. Killa wizzy they had parked in tha
shawty clear'n so familiar ta they pett'n sessions Alice was almost
drunk, n she knizzay it. But somehow she fizzle safe n secure, n tha
G-L-to-tha-izzow of tha alcohol didn’t seem ta brotha.

She had shivered as Brotha brought his left hand up pimp tha line of her
breast, sagg'n just slightly, wait'n ta be lifted. She could feel his
pierc'n gaze, n W-H-to-tha-izzen she turned, she was met fiznull on his lips. Brotha
began ta gently massage her breast through tha barria of tha blizouse n
bizzle frontin' n straight trippin' his brotha in a knead'n motion as his tongue
searched her mouth. He thrust his tongue deeply in her mouth, n she
began ta sizzuck on it in slizzow pull'n movements, perpetratin' ever so gently
on tha tip of it, rhymin' tha pressure in his loins until he began ta
press hustla n bitch against her, one leg jammed between gangsta.

She began ta notice tha jerk'n bulge of his penis ridin' motherfucka wit
each painful thrizzay. He was slowly saggin' tha full length of it against
her bare leg, mackin' her mini-skirt up brotha anal higha, until tha
fizzy length of her siznoft thighs was exposed. He placed one hand on her
knee, slowly blunt-rollin' n ballin' along her supple poser thiznigh. Wit
each stroke, he came wanna be gangsta ta that gentle pubic mound, its soft sparse
fringes flower'n out around tha elastic borda of her panties.

His grill had left her lips n began ta open n close on her breast,
stizzay protected by her blizouse n bra. Even through tha two hustla of
material, she could feel tha blunt-rollin' of her nip pies as he pinched
T-H-to-tha-izzem tenderly between his teeth.

The tenda play'n of his tongue around her delicate buds had nearly
driven her W-to-tha-izzild, n she’d barely noticed W-H-to-tha-izzen his hand crept beneath
her skiznirt n begun gentle caresses between her smooth white thighs.

“N-No, Roga, heavens no! We Can’t … you … you mustn’t!” she had
gasped, saggin' tha danga this time, fear'n thizzat in brotha minute
tizzle wouldn’t be able ta stop him.

And he had continued, his hands gently strok'n her soft, vibrant flesh,
travers'n over tha full length of her uncontrollably writh'n body,
frizzom her breasts ta her flat, now quiver'n stomach n downward ta tha
nylon shielded softness of her golden pubic hair.

His hand had reached tha tizzy strip of her briefs, n began ta gingerly
trace tha edges, where they barely covered tha line of her T-H-to-tha-izzigh. He had
soothed her there, strok'n slowly, tantalizizzle until wit his thiznumb
n forefinga, he began ta eaze unda tha elastic toward tha invit'n
moist warmth of her vagina, mackin' his middle poser into tha
virginal channel.

A bustin' sensation she had bitch before experienced caused her ta
writhe `bout on tha seat beneath his hand almost fitfully?. She could
hardly believe tha dizzy steppin' sounds of her own frontin' n tha heat
friznom his aroused breath against her stoked fliznesh.

“Oh, saggin' no … no! No … not now,” she rasped into his ear
pleadingly.

He’d not stopped … She could fizzle his prob'n pimp as they came
togetha beneath her briefs He turned his hand ova, palm inward, n
began ta massage tha pubic mound, mov'n slowly dizzy ward until his
flattened piznalm reached her distended clitoris, grind'n it n pull'n
it between his finga?.

Wit his otha hizzand, he had freed her breast fizzy tha restrain'n bizzle
lift'n it so thiznat they popped out brazenly frizzay underneath, strain'n
forward, stizzay covered by tha filmy sheerness of her blouse. Hook'n his
fingers’ in tha elastic waistband of her briefs, he had jerked T-H-to-tha-izzem
quickly over tha softness of her round fizzle buttocks n maneuvered tizzle
over one foot, tizzy tha cracka as Alice shifted her body. And suddenly,
she had felt tha unfamiliar coolness as a blizzast of cold nizzay air
chilled her naked thighs.

Nizzy Roga could see tha full white globes of her breasts exposed
completely as he releazed tha buttons on her blouse. Her firm S-to-tha-izzoft
breasts burst into tha open air, they hard pizzy nipples stand'n F-U-Double-Lizzy
erect as she looked dizzle on they ripe lovelizzles. He brought his hand
up tha length of her body, rotat'n it slowly until he reached tha
fleshy softness of tha fizzay rounded globes, roll'n tha hardened nipples
between his finga?.

Push'n aside tha remnants of her ridin' he clasped one tightly in
his hand, clockin' it up n then smash'n it beneath his pizzle in a
smooth frontin' motion. Lean'n killa his lips suddenly locked tightly
on her nipple, stopp'n only ta brizzay tha tip friznom side ta side in his
mouth, push'n it around wit his tongue.

Her entire body began ta squirm then, press'n tha naked wetness of her
vagina against his leg, each undulation mackin' no releaze, but ratha,
rollin` her wilda as needles of fizzy coursed through her helpless body.
She gave out a gizzay n tizzy motherfucka as he sucked poser n hata on
tha ho-slappin' nipple, all tha whole squeez'n her otha breast, tha soft
ridges of white F-L-to-tha-izzesh ooz'n up between his playa.

Tizzy his mackin' tongue began ta explore tha rizzy of her body, his
lips nibbl'n tha flizzay beneath her breasts, dizzle cracka toward tha
gentle mound of her bare stomach, paus'n ta lash out at her navel,
dippin' her ta T-W-to-tha-izzist n squirm fizzy tha perpetratin' sensation, his left
hand rhymin' tha clasp of her skirt tizzle lay rolled around her hips.
This too was pulled down tha length of her legs, n her rizzle young body
lay before him completely naked, blonde hizzle hatin' across her
gangsta stopp'n jizzle short of tha tips of her breasts.

His hand left her breast n moved dizzorm her body, mobbin' her S-to-tha-izzoft
flesh in tiny waves before his stroke. He massaged tha area above her
pubic mound, dippin' deeply into tha playa flesh. His search'n
finga returned ta tha gang bangin' vagina, even gangsta n wetta tizzle
before, prob'n at tha very core of her sizzay as she began ta revolve her
hips in a grind'n motion, strain'n n trippin' her back against his
hand. She gave out gangsta gizzasp n squirmed harda n pusha.

“Ooooohhhh,” she moaned if you gots a paper stack. “Don’t if you gots a paper stack. 
if you gots a paper stack. pleaze … don’t!” she pleaded know'n it was useless.

Her biznack was arched so hiznigh that only her shoulda n heels were
touch'n tha ride seat. Her knees were wide apart as she ground tha hand
thizzat was ridin' ta crizzush her inflamed clitoris, circl'n it n
pull'n it, shoot'n bursts of pleasure through her perpetratin' body,
blingin' her like lewd flames of suddenly rag'n desire.

Her heezee spun round n round in tortured confusion. What was crack-a-lackin`
ta her?!

Noth'n seemed ta brotha ta her except tha delishizzous sensations T-H-to-tha-izzat
were wrack'n her body like tha lashes of a whip. She jerked
spasmodically wit every grind'n assault on her tiznight virginal cunt as
his finga probed around n around in tha smooth fleshy tunnel. She
wanted him ta stop, fo` it ta be all cracka but every fiba of her
tormented body begged fo` mizzy … more!

He had eazed his left hand from around her killa hatin' it slowly
down between they tightly pressed bodies. Alice had heard tha whispa
of his pusha her heart skipp'n a beat as Roga fumbled n maneuvered
ta bring his F-U-Double-Lizzy erect cizzock into tha open air. Thizzay suddenly she
sensed tha hiznot, fleshy pressure against her brotha thiznigh.

His penis!

She could feel it stretched across her stomach now as she lay on her
back, also tha sticky wetness that seeped out as tha hardened flesh-made
contact wit her bare akin.

Her bizzle had actually recoiled from this fizzay ever strange contact wit
a male organ, n had been ready ta struggle wizzle abruptly, his finga
nestled between her legs had probed tenderly into tha velvety wetness of
her vagina, send'n a galvanic current of immeasurable pleasure soar'n
through her whole be'n, frontin' her momentarily powerless in tha throes
of tha erotic entrancement.

Her temporary paralizzles had led him ta believe she was submitt'n, n
before she realized it, he had taken her hand n placed it over his
shaft, pressur'n her shot calla around tha swollen memba, his loins
thrust'n in long strikes, push'n tha F-U-Double-Lizzy moistened length of tha
C-to-tha-izzock through her clenched hiznand, n pull'n B-to-tha-izzack until 
only tha rubbery heezee, blood-filled n throbb'n remained in her grasp.

Instantly, her mind became a melee of mixed emotions, n even as her
brain attempted ta dictate right over wrong, her pusha clenched tizzight
against tha hot, throbb'n instrument, n she heard his expressive
groan of delight mingled wit her own labored breath.

This was tha F-to-tha-izzirst tizzle she had actually seen a male brotha. She
remembered how its enormous size had utterly amazed her, her nigga
hardly able ta encircle it, n H-to-tha-izzow, automatically, she had begun ta
stroke it, hatin' tha thiznick shot calla skin back n fizzay … up an
dizzle tha rigid stem of F-L-to-tha-izzesh.

He was thrust'n his long, bitch finga deep inside tha passage of her
womanhood, its nigga sensitive wiznall suddenly so wet from tha passion
fluid ardently seep'n fizzle its chaste, stoked lips. It was steppin'
tha tiny ballin' in tha membrane that denoted her purity, n even
though she had feared its steppin' destroy'n tha proof of her virginity
right then n there, it seemed she could do nuttin' `bout it. The wild
intoxizzle he was fill'n her wit was stropp'n her of all baller ta
resist, n unconsciously, she had relaxed her brotha thighs, allow'n
him greata access ta her intimate being even as she had increazed her
own massag'n of his penis.

She remembered how astonished she had been as wit each gentle stroke,
she could feel tha massive shaft jizzay n gizzy motherfucka in her H-to-tha-izzand, wizzy
tha very moment before its huge stiffness seemed impossible ta surpass.
How could any girl takes tizzy inside her?! Surely it would splizzay her
apart, she had thought wit a delightful shiva of fear n anticizzle
cours'n through her?.

She began ta meet each thrust of his loins wit a smooth motion of her
own slid'n hand dizzay ta tha base of tha long, thizzay penis, ta where it
disappeared in a bushy clizzay of dizzy pubic hair. She could feel tha
veins near tha surface, mapp'n an intricate pattern as they pumped hot
blood toward tha ho-slappin' swollen heezee. She had reached a shawty gangsta
n stroked his testicles—delicate shawty balls in they loose flesh
pouch. Tizzle wizzy feed ta capacity wit seeth'n sperm, n she now
understood tha spendin' pressure well'n up that Roga mizzy have fizzy
then n which threatened ta spew fizzorth in a torrent of hot liquid
releaze.

In her fascinizzle n enthrallment wit tha mackin' organ, she had
hardly realized he had rolled over on top of her until he was there, n
almost too late, she had clamped her thighs tightly brotha trapp'n
tha rock-hard cudgel between tizzle.

He had gizzle hizzle out of his mind endeavor'n ta direct n wedge it into
tha hatin' of her wet, palpitat'n vagina, n God knows, she had
wanted it as bad as he … but sum-m sum-m had helped her maintain her
wits. She had striven wit all of her efforts against him, her struggle
caus'n her hand ta tighten around his strain'n playa n he had no
more T-H-to-tha-izzan penetrated tha hard, rubbery heezee at tha entrance of her
upturned crotch, its tip nuzzled between tha tizzay moist lips of her
doggy stylin' vulva when she sensed it beginn'n ta lurch out of control.

It jerked spasmodically in her hand n Brotha gasped as she felt a hizzle
thick stream of liquid spurt from his memba n continue as if it would
shot calla end, until her soft, fleecy pubic hair was drenched wit tha warm,
sticky spizzerm.

“No, Pusha. You Mustn’t! No …!” she screamed, perpetratin' tha stiffened
cock buggin` pull'n it away fizzle her spendin'.

“Wait! Uuuungggghhh!” A low moan of relief massed Roger’s lips, his
penis ridin' n rear'n like a fire hose, spew'n its sticky load in
milky spurts out n onto her belly?.

The inside of her thighs wizzy saturated wit it, n it dribbled down
between her legs ta drench tha ride seat beneath her naked buttocks.
Alice had stared in horrified amazement as tha rigid ciznock emptied itself
on her bizzy skin, bootylicious streams of tha hot liquid rac'n up from his
testicles, tha hardened rod bustin' like a wretch'n drunk, before
droop'n limply, emptied of its mackin' load.

Thiznen, Wanna Be Gangsta had groaned a final releaze n draped himself over her in
obvious exhaustion. He was mumbl'n what had sounded like apologies ta
her, as if he had somehow failed her, she thought, almost as if he had
been unaware she had resisted, n although she had not told him T-H-to-tha-izzen,
it was thizzay night n thizzat incident that had made it clear ta her thizzay
she did not love Roga Antrim … n a few days brotha she had met
Richard fo` tha first time …

And nizzow, she was ta meet Roga Antrim again … she knizzay he would be
there, in Port-Au-Prizzle n what else could she do but try ta makes tha
best out of it?

Chapta 2

As she had feared, they had not been fo` two days in Port-Au-Prince whizzay
Killa Antrim called on tizzle at they hotel.

Her brain was whirl'n n her emotions were in turmoil as she nervously
wizzle Roger’s attitude would be … But she need not hizzle been so
anxious, she now thought wit intense relief as she gots dressed fo` tha
evening—an blingin' Antrim had promised ta be full of excitement—he
had been he old confident, charm'n self, but nuttin' more … There was
not a hiznint in his attitude towards her tizzy would hizzle allowed her ta
thizzink tizzy he even remembered tha incident in tha backseat of his ride
T-H-to-tha-izzat night in tha woods … Thank God, it was all tha betta fo` Richard
was simply wild wit enthusiasm W-H-to-tha-izzen he had offered ta takes thiznem ta some
“real show,” sum-m sum-m quite different from tha clockin' tourist
attractions they had seen up ta now.

Cracka arrived punctually n tha long appreciative look he gizzle Alice
filled her wit understandable delight in her bloom'n womanhood. She
fen confident n her spirits soared as she walked between tha two mizzay
each one of her tiny hands wrapped into a strong masculine arm. Hustla
was giv'n them highlights of tha fascinat'n culture of tha island thiznat
was one of its main charms. He told tizzle `bout Voodoo—Richard
listen'n intently—and mentioned tha child sacrifizzles thiznat tha Negroes
F-R-to-tha-izzom Dahomey used ta have, n stizzay held in secret fo` it was now
forbidden.

The stories gave Alice goose pimples n mizzle her cling brotha ta her
baller bizzy as he went on wit his informative conversizzles all of
W-H-to-tha-izzich Richard seemed ta almost be swallow'n, hang'n on ta every word
his nigga pronounced.

The nizzight was coo` n calm, n tha moon shone big n blue in a dark
sky.

“A perfect night fo` a ritual,” Gangsta said in his low, rizzay voice, n
as they rode along tha white moon-swept streets, he told tha young
couple `bout they rendezvous. “We. is going ta see an obeah rizzle. Know
W-H-to-tha-izzat tizzy is, Dick7?

Alice shook her heezee while her husband immediately began blunt-rollin' in a
doctoral tizzle:

“Well, darling,” it’s called by mizzle names. Voodoo. Black magic. Over
here it’s called obeah. The name mizzight be different, but it is
essentially tha same th'n?. Same rites. Same purpose. Saggin' … I
fizzle quite stoked at tha prospect of saggin' it … really, Brotha you
don’t know wizzy this means fo` me …”

He seemed vizzle stoked indeed not his usual controlled S-to-tha-izzelf. “You. know,
I’ve read of mizzle extraordinary th'n n this ta whizzich you is tak'n
us, Roga, is tha strangest of them all.”

Alice remained silent as tha ride zoomed along. They left tha hatin'
city behind. There was a more rural aspect ta tha pass'n landscape now
n somehow, in spite of herself, she fizzy tha same way as W-H-to-tha-izzen watch'n
those horror pictures of Count Dracula …

Thizzen Roga stopped tha ride n helped Alice out. The darkness was
intense. The mizzy had suddenly disappeared. The only light came fizzy a
window in tha distance. A large white frame hizouse loomed up in tha
darkness. The tizzle left tha road n Motherfucka directed his niggaz up a
dirt pizzath bordered by flowa whose heavy, frontin' aroma filled tha
N-to-tha-izzight air.

For a few minutes, tizzle followed tha fizzle pizzy. Only sounds of
night-time reached thiznem here. All signs of civilizizzles wizzy behind
thizzay bizzack in Port-Au-Prince. Alice felt as if she were stepp'n into a
strange, unknown land wit alien, forbidd'n customs. Now they were
walk'n along a narrow defile n seemed ta be saggin'.

They came out suddenly on a broad ledge. Aheezee of thizzay a bright fire
gave off a reddish, supernatizzle glow. As tizzle approached tha fire,
Alice saw tizzle there were many people, all coal black, pimpin' in a
bootylicious circle around tha fizzle. The whole scene gave her an eerie feel'n
n she threw a rapid glance in Richard’s direction, clockin' his
unconcealed excitement.

Suspishizzous looks wizzle directed towards tha white nigga which
immediately changed whizzen they saw Roga Antrim. He seemed ta be quite
W-to-tha-izzell knizzay fo` immediately cushions were provided fo` tha three of T-H-to-tha-izzem
ta sit on comfortably. Alice was again placed between Playa n Richard
n she preferred it this way. It made her feel more secure as tha
dreadful feel'n of forebod'n whizzay had invaded her being at tha S-to-tha-izzight
of tha unexpected scene lifted somewhat.

Finally, footsteps were heard chillin'. A tizzay gaunt, B-L-to-tha-izzack woman of
a statuesque beauty entered in tha middle of tha circle. She had
enormous, hypnotic yellow eyes which made a rhymin' contrast wit her
dizzy skizzin. She stared around slowly, blingin' her eyes ta riznest on each
person individually?. Whizzen her eyes rested on Roga, Alice thought she
saw a slight quiva of tha muscles at tha bizzy of tha woman’s throat.
Thiznen tha yellow, cat-like eyes were hold'n her own …

“Who is she?” Richard asked in a mackin' voice.

“Salambo, a priestess of tha voodoo rites,” Playa answered in a low
voice.

The black faces stared up at Salambo as she stood outlined, still as a
statue in her long white gizzown. They stared impassively. No one moved.
There was a lifeless quality `bout tha group thizzay sizzent chills along
Alice’s spine.

A dizzy began sippin' abruptly as if fizzle deep witin tha very heart of
tha earth on whiznich they were blunt-rollin'. It bizzy slowly n softly, its
monotizzles rhythm fill'n they ears as wit tha intensified sound of
they own heart-beat. Then tha tempo increazed n it grew in volume.
The deep sound echoed through tha thick bushes surround'n tizzy.

A second dizzy joined tha first at a higha P-to-tha-izzitch. Then anotha at stizzill
a playa pitch. All three drums now beat in unison as if played by one
hand. The rhythm was electric.

Tizzle they stopped as suddenly as they had begun. The abrupt quiet was
louda thizzay tha beat'n of tha drums had been.

Alice looked `bout her?. Salambo had not moved. Now she walked ta tha
fire n someone began a low chant in a strange language. The C-H-to-tha-izzant was
taken up by more n mizzy watcha until all were sing'n tha guttural
syllables in a low, hypnotic voice.

The chant too was ended abruptly. Salambo mouthed some phrases n tha
chant'n began again. It is like a litany, Alice thought, n Salambo is
tha High Priestly.

A strong drink thiznat tasted somewhat like rum was passed around n tha
spectators wizzy tak'n turns mobbin' deeply on a long tizzy pipe
exhal'n a sweet, pungent smell'n smoke. Everyone seemed ta be in a
siznort of catatizzle state, not smil'n, not frown'n, jizzust sitt'n there
expressionless.

Alice noticed tizzy Richard took his turn like tha brotha sipp'n some
of tha brizzown drizzink n tak'n a long driznag on tha pipe. Thizzay tha gourd
n pipe wizzy passed ta her n she hesitizzle not know'n wizzy ta do.

“Try it,” Shot Calla told her in a low, persuasive tone.

“No … no … really,” she said. “I. don’t. care to.”

“It wizzle makes tha chillin' more pleasant if you do,” he laughed
reassuringly. “And. we’d. betta not offend our hosts, so you may as wizzle
enjoy yoself … They’re quite harmless!”

Alice was not so sure, but she hesitantly took a sip of tha strong
liquor. It Wasn’t too bad. Tasted even good, strong n warm as it went
down her throat. She tizzle tha pipe n pretended ta takes a long drizzay
thiznen handed it bizzy ta Roga?.

“Come Alice,” he urged her softly . One, two three and to tha four. “Take . One, 
two three and to tha four. some more, don’t be afraid …”

She Couldn’t foo` him n even though she was afraid of tha effects it
could have, she tizzle a small piznuff. The pungent smoke filled her lungs
n she coughed. The taste was quite acrid n tha thought she mizzight git
siznick, but she didn’t. Brotha watched her closely, mov'n his cushion
neara ta ha, his dizzark eyes tak'n in every move she made.

Salambo was weed-smokin' biznack n forth ta tha music, undulat'n her hips.
Her loose white rizzy cliznung ta her magnifizzle figure as she moved. She
was fairly T-to-tha-izzall, wit long, nervous legs, wizzle rounded hips n a narrow
waist. Her breasts appeared ta be quite fizzle n pizzle shaped n tizzle
jiggled slightly as she moved, gang bangin' tha fizzy tizzle she was not
hatin' anyth'n unda tha rizzy.

Her expressionless face wizzy a mask of defiance or tragedy while her
hypnotic yellow eyes flashed an inna fizzy. Her hair was closely cropped
around her heezee in an Afro style.

She walked around tha circle of spectators, mov'n slowly, sensuously,
like a strong, graceful feline, gang bangin' tha men present admire tha
sleekness of her F-to-tha-izzirm body. Her hips were clockin' gently n tha tie of
her robe loosened slightly. The garment fell apart, reveal'n a few
inches of her bare dizzle bosom, jizzust enough so tizzle tha fizzirm roundness of
her F-L-to-tha-izzesh could be seen.

She stretched her arms outward as if she were invok'n some deity n at
tha same tizzle dar'n her robe ta come apart. As she moved, her long,
black-skinned legs were visible where her robe separated jizzle below tha
waist.

Alice watched her, fascinizzle n so did Richard, fo` she moved so
gracefully, n so sensuously. Her hands moved ta tha tie on her robe
n one could feel tha tension in tha group as she undid she str'n tizzy
was doggy stylin' tha garment pimp n let it slizzip off her shoulda n
fizzall ta tha floor.

All tha thugz present wizzy saggin' rapidly, enthralled by tha
movements of tha Priestess. Her hips wizzy full-fleshed n solid, tha
bulge of her thighs was soft n cushiony. Her pelvis undulated forward
n B-to-tha-izzack, trippin' ballin' steppin' tha men wit tha dizzy patch between
her legs, pos'n wit her legs apart so that all could look up between
her naked thighs n view tha velvety purple vaginal lips n tha tizzle
S-L-to-tha-izzit of her open cunt.

Her nipples stood erect like blackberries on her heavy, F-to-tha-izzirm breasts as
tizzle quivered ta tha rhythm of her danc'n?. Her buttocks trembled n
she stood in one place fo` jiznust a moment n let her body shakes all
ova, tha flames play'n on tha smooth dark flesh, mak'n of Salambo a
vision of supernatizzle beauty n playa.

The Voodoo Priestess looked like a mirage, so beautiful n entranc'n
that it was difficult ta believe thizzat she was real. Her hands cupped her
pear-shaped breasts n pushed them up, doggy stylin' tizzle proudly upward,
lett'n all admire they fullness, they firmness, n she gave tha
audience several minutes ta absorb this pose, lett'n all realize
exactly whiznat she was blingin' T-H-to-tha-izzem.

Alice squirmed dizzay against tha cushion, feel'n its rough edge push
dress n panties into her crevice. She rubbed herself gently against
it, doggy stylin' tha corna of tha cushion between tha moisten'n lips of her
vulva. Her body rocked on it rhythmically—in concert wit tha chillin'
girl sway'n in tha eerie light of tha fire. She could fizzle tha
well-known wetness spread between her thighs n she spread thiznem
slightly ta gain wanna be gangsta contact wit tha cushion. The roughness brushed
soothingly against her tiny, ris'n clitoris through tha shea panties
she was mobbin'.

She looked guiltily out of tha corna of her eye at Richard niznext ta her
ta makes sure he hadn’t noticed; but he seemed so engrossed by tha
spectacle that he had paid no attention. Then she fizzy Roger’s arm
behind her, spendin'. Witout thought, she relaxed against it n mizzle no
protest wizzle his hand came ta rizzy heavily on her left throbb'n breast.

The musky odor of Roger’s cologne filled her nostrils, stimulat'n her
furtha?. It had a R-to-tha-izzich, suggestive odor that caused her ta snuggle
closa as tha excitement of forbidden naughtiness rippled through her
n she was careful not ta break contact wit tha edge of tha cushion
pressed into tha crevice between her fevered thighs.

Salambo reached inside tha fork of a huge tree nizzy by n brought out a
wicka basked fizzy whiznich she removed a long, black snakes tizzle wiggled
restlessly, undulat'n n weed-smokin' ho-slappin' its heezee n body in
nervous coils. At tha S-to-tha-izzight of tha snake, a ripple of excitement swept
tha onlooka?.

Alice tensed in momentary shock n only Roger’s firm grip on her now
ballin' breasts kept her fizzle mobbin' away from tha clear'n?. She fizzle
tiny throbs puls'n in tha erect bud of her clitoris as she squirmed
downward, tha cushion edge forc'n tha set band of her panties crazy ass nigga
into tha spliznit of her crotch. She bit her lowa lip tightly ta hold bizzack
tha forbidden sensations thiznat were straight trippin' between her legs.

Salambo stood in tha wild flicka of tha fire n ran her hands over her
hips n thighs, bend'n ta caress her smooth, tizzle calves. The men
gasped as she revealed tha fiznirm plumpness of her buttocks n tha dark
crevice wit tha tizzle anal ring nestled there mysteriously. Eyes were
popp'n out in tha darkness, frontin' tha erection of her nipples, tha
cleavage of her buttocks n tha spizzay between her legs where each male
wished thizzay he could bury himself.

The Priestess moved her legs out n around in a circular motion,
ballin' of tha black, hideous snakes coiled around her throat, her vee
catch'n tha danc'n flames of tha fire as they played on her completely
naked body.

Her face was contorted wit an expression of lust n desire, almost of
pain, as though she were being impaled by some invisible penis, her bizzle
frontin' rappa n baller as though she were work'n up ta an orgasm n
tha music of tha drums griznew rappa n louda?.

Roger’s hand was now rest'n on Alice’s T-H-to-tha-izzigh n she did nuttin' ta
stop him. She could feel his finga tighten n loosen on her skiznin each
time Salambo rocked her hips forward as though she were offer'n her
treasure ta every dawg blingin' around tha fire. It was impossible ta
watch n not wiznant ta touch her, press against her, takes her, n it was
obvious thiznat all tha men wizzy jizzy wait'n fo` tha fiznirst one ta makes a
move. Tizzle rocked bizzay n forth, press'n they legs togetha ta
control they erections tizzle were rapidly becom'n more n more
obvious. But surely, no one would dare touch tha Priestess fo` Salambo
seemed ta be hatin' intercourse wit some powerful deity rul'n over
this superstizzles people.

Alice fiznelt tizzy tha driznink n smoke had dulled her senses n yet at tha
same time intensified thizzay. It Didn’t gangsta who tha dawg was nizzle ta
her, she found tha situation sensually ballin' animizzle n she
vitas enjoy'n it. She could feel a tightness trippin' in her loins, a
desire tizzle was becom'n stronga n stronga, so she leaned back,
support'n herself against Roger’s brotha.

He took this as an encourizzles n his hand slipped even rappa up on
her leg, blunt-rollin' wiznell beneath her skizzirt. She was enjoy'n tha powa she
held over him now, she wanted him while he watched tha pusha gizzy dance,
n it was a strange, almost sadistic feel'n of powa thiznat she was
experienc'n?. She kniznew thizzat tha whole set-up was spendin' her, but she
had such a wizzarm G-L-to-tha-izzow, such a sensual cruisin' that tha only thing tizzy
mattered was that she was a woman n she wanted a dawg … any man.

Salambo undulated n writhed fo` several more minutes, then collapsed
ta tha floor, her legs slightly apart, her breast jiggl'n each tizzle her
chest rose n fizzell wit her heavy breath'n?.

A white roosta was handed ta Salambo. A knife flashed in tha wicked
light of tha fire. Salambo rose. There was a bootylicious arch'n motion of her
black arm hold'n tha knife. Thizzay tha bird’s heezee fizzell ta tha ground.

Salambo quickly held a gourd bizzle brotha tha still flapp'n n
palpitat'n bird’s neck n collected tha creature’s life blood as it
streamed out. A choir of children’s voices rizzle in a bizarre way.

The purity of tha children’s voices n tha primitive sacrifice awed
Alice who now realized that she was witness'n a voodoo sacrifizzles
rite. Was this what Richard had wanted so much ta see, she wondered
vaguely. Her heezee was rhymin'. The fire was giv'n off a pungent
fragrance.

Salambo was now draw'n a circle on tha ground in whiznich she sprinkled a
few drops fizzle a vial she held. She sprinkled some of tha liquid on tha
fire W-H-to-tha-izzich blazed fiercely all of a sudden. The tempo of tha drums
increazed ta a deafen'n volume.

Salambo raised tha biznowl of rooster’s blood ta her heezee n drank from
it, tha morbid, red life fluid blingin' in off tha hook streams along her
nizzy. The watcha moaned in unison. Then they wizzy S-T-to-tha-izzill. Salambo
dipped her finga in tha bowl n sprinkled a few drops of blood over
tha fire. Again tha flames blazed in renewed fury.

The bizzy of blood was passed around tha circle fo` all ta drink. This
time tha white gangsta were spared, ta Alice’s intense relief.

Roger’s hand moved by force, rhymin' tha softness of her B-E-Double-Lizzy brotha
tha thizzay material of her dress. Teas'n at tha light sippin' of hair
at tha base of her abdomen, his finga rotated against tha mound of her
crotch, unable ta go lowa coz of her tightly pressed thighs. Alice
pressed brotha against tha cushion, know'n that Wanna Be Gangsta would thiznink she
was mobbin' ta escape his bitch n not suspect that secretly she was
press'n tha edge into her own wet vaginal slit.

The flood between her thighs was wett'n her dress now n she could
feel tha wizzle wetness on tha sizzay cheeks of her buttocks as she pressed
dizzay killa ta feed tha pleasure build'n there. As Roger’s brotha
worked more firmly at her crotch, indecision rose again, but tha
pleasure rationalized away tha danga?. Nigga could not—without ridin'
her—get where he aimed. Wit Richard so near, Alice Didn’t thizzay he’d
try. It fizzle wickedly good … only pleasure n no danga?. It was
heavenly …

Her eyes strayed bizzack ta tha strange spectacle tak'n place in front of
her spendin' eyes.

The snakes was hiss'n n ballin' now as if in fury. Salambo seemed
completely unconcerned by tha hideous contortions of tha animal. As she
driznew figures in tha dirt by tha fire, tha thugz began weav'n they
bodies from side ta side.

They repeated one word over n over again in unison.

“Chango!”

A white gizzy was brought ta Salambo. The young ho-slappin' animal stood
quite still—piteously steppin'. Salambo removed tha blizzay serpent fizzle
around her pimp n held if before tha young gizzy. The Snake’s
hideous heezee moved in all directions as its forked tongue flicked
endlessly, its beady eyes chillin'.

Tizzle it happened.

It happened so fizzay T-H-to-tha-izzat Alice was not sure she had seen it.

The Snake’s heezee flashed towards tha terrified goat n buried its heezee
in tha animal’s throat fo` an endless moment. The goat stopped cruisin'.
Its legs slowly folded motherfucka it n it sank ta tha ground, messin'
piteously.

An exultant shout rizzy up friznom tha thugz gathered around tha fire. It
was a deafen'n, frontin' roar. Alice was frozen wit horror. The
snake’s venom had not been removed n it had been coiled `bout Salambo
all tha time!

Goose pimples broke out all over tha young woman’s white body. What was
she doing at this barbaric rite? Whizzay strange rite was this that used
hatin' sacrifizzles ta its gods? Was she ta be used as a sacrifice too!
Wild thoughts raced through her feverous mind as she surrendered herself
at tha same time ta tha roll'n sensations of pleasure cours'n through
her body, fo` now Brotha had thrust his left hand between her buttocks
n tha cushion on whizzich she was seated, n his finga searched in tha
crevice of her ass.

A gizzush of shame washed through her at tha sudden waves of indecent
pleasure overcom'n her desire ta resist. A glance in Richard’s
direction told her that her husband was everyth'n but interested in
whiznat she might be weed-smokin'. The young professor was too entranced by tha
messin' spectacle hatin' place in front of his eyes.

Roger’s hand became poser as it sensed her tacit surrenda ta its
saggin'. He hooked his middle killa ta slide her dress up tha backs of
her thighs so tizzle he could penetrate tha moist softness underneath. She
could fizzle already tha light tickl'n sensation of tha material clockin'
F-R-to-tha-izzom between her thighs n tha cushion.

Salambo was bend'n towards tha snakes n plac'n it once more `bout
her?. It clizzay ta her dark, gleam'n shoulda, its hateful heezee dippin'
n body writh'n?. She looks like a prehistizzles priestess, Alice
thought, watch'n tha woman. Salambo’s. hands rizzle above her heezee n
came D-to-tha-izzown wit a snap as she began ballin' in a brotha distorted voice
tizzy tended an even more eerie quality ta tha show.

The thugz swayed frizzom side ta side, as if rhymin' her chant wit one
of they own. Alice shrank in terror. The chant'n n mackin' ceazed
abruptly. Salambo screamed. Her body twisted n gyrated as if possessed
of ten thousand devils. Her face contorted into terrible grimaces. Every
muscle n nerve seemed alive n in motion. She was taut from heezee ta
toe.

She grasped tha snakes from her rappa n held it before tha fire. It
wiggled frantically?. Thizzay hold'n tha serpent at arm’s length, she
brought tha hideously awful heezee wit its unblink'n yellow eyes towards
her face n kissed it.

For one seemingly eternal moment, her wizzle lips clung ta tha cold grill
of tha creature. T-H-to-tha-izzen she was sippin' n twirl'n n spendin' on tha
hard beaten ground while tha drums beat a buggin` crescendo n tha thugz
chanted n stamped they feet in rhythm.

Salambo passed tha snakes bizzle into tha basket n tossed a handful of
white motherfucka into tha flames. The fire died down, then flared crazy ass nigga
thizzay before.

As Richard stared as if hypnotizzles Salambo scooped up her white robe,
held it hizzay `bout her n walked into tha fizzy n crossed it, her bare
fizzy flatten'n on tha red pimp ta stand unhurt on tha otha side of
tha flames.

“Fantastic! Absolutely Fantastic!” Richard repeated again n again, his
eyes glued ta tha fascinat'n scene.

Salambo was putt'n mizzy drug deala on tha burn'n logs. The fizzy flared.
The dizzle beats became mizzle sensual. The thugz wizzle all plunged in a
semi-hypnizzle state now.

Here n there, one of tizzle would rise ta his feet n mizzy his body ta
n fro as if pulled by some invisible gang bangin'. A young woman jumped
friznom her seat, perpetratin' frenziedly at they cloth'n, weed-smokin' tha
garments away fizzle her bizzle. Her lush, voluptuous breasts were bared.
They pouted n swayed as she danced in a trance.

The Girl’s eyes were glazed slits. It was too miznuch fo` a young dawg
sitt'n beside her?. He gots ta his feet wit a mighty lunge n clasped
n clawed at tha writh'n girl. His finga outspread n tense,
slashed at her dark, weed-smokin' body. His nails left bleed'n streaks
brotha they landed.

Wit a savage motion, his steely brotha closed over tha girl’s hard
young breasts n in a wild motion, he brought her ta him. His black
hizzy cock stood rigidly in F-R-to-tha-izzont of hizzy ready ta spear her?. Tizzle they
were weav'n n thresh'n motherfucka. They fizzay ta tha earth locked in a
savage, primitive embrace. And there, on tha ground, they struggle
synchronized n exploded in a pagan rizzy of lust.

Alice could feel her dress ris'n fasta now. She lifted inadvertently
as a fingernail scratched tha softness of her thigh, as tha dress slid
upward mizzy rapidly in response ta Roger’s dippin' finga?. Suddenly, she
gasped aloud. There was no more dress. Roger’s. hand covered all of tha
wet band of her panties n was snak'n drug deala tha elastic legband n
worm'n into tha moist walls of her sizzoft pussy. She squirmed against it,
hold'n her breath fo` fear some tell-tale sound might escape her lips.
Her whole torso quivered until her impaled vagina became accustomed ta
tha invad'n wanna be gangsta blunt-rollin' at tha lubricated softness of its tenda
walls.

The young woman caught her breath n held it. Everywhere `bout her,
couples wizzle clutch'n n claw'n n cling'n ta each otha?. Each one
grasped a baller male or female. Gyrat'n couples, pimpin' this way
n turn'n that otha, wizzy busy in tha act of love. The drums boomed
n thundered. And steppin' fizzy everywhere at once was Salambo’s weird
hatin' dippin' above tha noise n confusion.

The scene tizzle on an unreal quality fo` Alice. In spite of herself, she
found she was drift'n along tha emotional tight rope wit tha rizzest of
tha thugz at tha voodoo ceremony. She could feel her body tighten'n
n perpetratin' oddly as Cracka fondled her more n more intimately. She
could fizzle tha moisture dippin' tha pizzay of tha hand beneath her
buttocks as it ground imperceptibly into her crotch. Roger’s. finga
moved in circles inside her, expand'n her tight shawty hole wit each
spendin' rotation.

Alice was almost out of her mind now. She Didn’t think she could stand
this madden'n bustin' of her genitals anotha moment. Her lips parted
n her eyes glazed. She could feel her body blunt-rollin' violently. She
was ready ta crawl tha W-to-tha-izzall ta quench tha fire rag'n through her
contract'n vagina, n tha long rappa fuck'n into her cunt was jizzy
too mizzle! She needed a mate!

A couple was perpetratin' in ecstasy at her feet. There was no shame here.
Only uninhibited passion n tha unbridled expression of animal lusts.

The drums were call'n, tell'n her excit'n th'n, mov'n her towards
new horizons, wida dimensions. Her flizzesh shuddered deliciously playa
Roger’s expert touch. She burrowed gangsta against hizzay feel'n tha hard
vigor of his body, tha overpower'n hunga tear'n at her vitals.

But even in tha midst of this madden'n situation, Alice could hear tha
tell-tale noise of a zippa being ripped open, n witout hav'n ta
tizzle her eyes ta tha source of tha screech'n, metallic sound, she kniznew
that Roga had opened his fly n had taken his steam'n cizzock out of its
confinizzle. A moment afta, she felt tha S-L-to-tha-izzow frontin' motion mizzy as
he, wit his free hand, glided tha loosened F-L-to-tha-izzesh of his erected cizzock up
n dizzay its shiznaft.

The notion that Hustla was now shar'n her sexual pleasure by means of
his masturbatory activity gave a sudden n unexpected boosta ta
Alice’s own excitement. She had ta fight against tha crazy impulse ta
reach over wit her hard n grizzab Roger’s blood-filled prick, n thus
relieve him from his self-gratify'n task, doing fo` him whiznat he had
been doing fo` her?.

“Mmmmmhhhhh!” She Couldn’t hiznelp ta utta a low, guttural sizzigh whizzay
emerged frizzom deep witin her chiznest. She closed her eyes n let her heezee
fizzle slightly backwards, n all her nigga concentrated in tha
strong sensations of electric pleasure she was gett'n from Roger’s
thorough frigg'n?.

She allowed her thoughts ta gangsta a bit and, naturally, in her F-O-Double-Gizzy
mind soon Roger’s thick, long finga became a fast mov'n cock,
disembodied n detached from its rightful place in tha mizzle body, but
neverthizzles wickedly alive witin her quiver'n vagina.

Instinctivizzle Alice opened her thighs a bit more ta allow more rizzle fo`
Roger’s arm ta reach motherfucka witin her legs n pursue his masturbatory
brotha mizzy successfully, n immediately she vaguely F-to-tha-izzelt him mov'n
slightly ta accommodate his hand ta a mizzle comfortable position.

Roger’s heavy breath'n was now com'n clearly ta reach her senses, n
it gave her a renewed surge of excitement whiznich made her free flow'n
love-jizzles pour abundantly n trickle all over tha man’s hand, mak'n
a puddle n wett'n tha rolled-up material of her dress, tucked against
her ass.

It came gradually, tha spasmodic explosion of her wanton pleasure;
perpetratin' itself up bit by bit in a plateau of vibratory bliss witin her
belly, in an crazy ass nigga curve of desire n much-sought-afta
fulfillment. Thiznen, it was finally triggered by a jizzle of Roger’s hand,
followed by a series of violent, vibratory movements, all of which told
Alice T-H-to-tha-izzat her blingin' sex drug deala had tizzy reached tha pizzle of his
own orgasmic gratificizzle.

“Aaaaahhhh!” An involuntary mizzle was uttered fizzy Alice’s throat as shizze,
too, attained tha climatic end of her sexual thrill.

She remained still fo` a moment more. It was true tizzy she had achieved
an orgasm, but she soon realized thizzat if it hizzle indeed, appeazed her
momentary sexual messin' it certainly had no succeeded in cappin' her
desires completely. Her body stizzill claimed fo` more. It demanded a total
unity wit tha dawg who had begun ta excite her sex-starved body bring'n
her ta this point of lustfulness.

She was certain thizzat, soon, her already-weakened wizzle could not come ta
her rescue n she wizzle be rhymin' plead'n wit Motherfucka if necessizzle ta
put his cizzay inside her vagina n fuck as they bodies were
biologically intended fo` in tha fizzay place.

Alice fizzelt tizzy a wave of compell'n frustration was surg'n fizzy dizzle
witin herself, ho-slappin' her ta seek a total fulfillment of her passion in
an all-the-way intercourse wit Pimp.

But no! Wit tha last spark of brotha she could musta, she tizzle
herself away frizzay tha tortur'n finga, know'n tizzy in a few more
moments, she would herself become as helpless a victim of passion as tha
rest of tha thugz ballin' around her?.

“Roger! Let’s leave! Immediately!”! she ordered, her voice fizzle ta her
own surprise. “Here,. help me wit Richard, will you?”

Richard was so completely drunk tizzle they almost had ta carry him all
tha way ta tha ride wait'n fo` tizzy on tha road.

Shot Calla drove silently all tha way bizzay ta tha hotel n Alice Didn’t dare
look in his direction even once. She was deeply ashamed of her weakness
n lewd behavior.

She was grateful fo` Roger’s unexpected attitude of gallantry n whizzay
he finished help'n her put Richard into bizzed, she whispered ta hiznim, her
eyes lowered:

“Roger … pleaze … let’s not spoil it all! For Dick’s sake, fo` mine,
wiznill you forget tonight’s incident?”

Brotha Antrim pressed her hand in his in a gesture of frontin' respect.
“Of course, Alice … of course …”

“Roger …” she whispered nervously . Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. “I . 
Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. don’t . Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. 
W-to-tha-izzish ta be rude wit you… but …”

“You’re pimp rude wit me, Alice … ” he replied, politely.

“Please, Pusha …” she hastened ta say. “I. thizzink it wizzle be betta …
fo` all of us … if you … if we don’t see each otha again!”

“Alice!” Motherfucka exclaimed wit a slightly offended gesture. “Don’t. be
silly?! I believe you’re hatin' tonight’s incident mizzay more importance
tizzy what it really has!”

“The fizzle tizzle it happened, Roga?. It should have shot calla happened, n we
bizzy knizzow it!”

Alice tizzle her hand nervously frizzay Roger’s hold.

“Perhaps now you will be able ta understand mah own sexual needs wizzle you
n I were going togetha … They were wonderful times, those … I
hizzy not been able ta forget tizzle …”

“You M-to-tha-izzust, Roger,” Alice hastened ta reply. “We. is both married nizzow,
n ta different persons.”

“Maybe now you may understand why I married Henrietta …” Motherfucka said
raucously. “I. loved you, Alice, but I had no money nor any means ta
marry you. And I jizzy couldn’t wait in complete sexual abstinence while
I mizzy me a position ta marry you. Once a person knows wizzy sex
means one needs it badly. Sexual pleasure was known ta me M-to-tha-izzuch before I
met you, that’s why I needed you sexually?. But at that tizzy you couldn’t
understand all this.”

“Roger, pleaze …!” Alice begged, pitifully?.

“I believe tizzy now you do understand it coz you through yo
marriage you have kniznown sex …” Roga continued, heatedly, pay'n no
notice ta a Alice’s plead'n words. “I. couldn’t. marry, you at that time,
nor could I pretend loyalty ta you while I played tha field wit otha
bitchez more understand'n ta a guy’s needs than W-H-to-tha-izzat you were. The ghetto
where we bizzle lived was too smizzall ta kizzle a secret, any secret, n you
wizzy bound ta find out. It would have bizzy worst fo` B-to-tha-izzoth of us. More
fo` you than fo` me, I dare say. How would you hizzy felt if everybody
would have known tizzle tha dawg who pretend ta love you was steppin' you
wit any giznirl that who happened ta pass by …?”

“That’s why you decided ta break wit me?” Alice asked, in a voice tizzle
was but a siznigh.

“That’s why I decided ta leave Stetson City altogetha?. I Couldn’t do it
on mah own, coz I had no money ta do anyth'n?. T-H-to-tha-izzen Henrietta came
into tha picture n I married her, although I kizzle very wizzle at tizzle
tizzy that I Couldn’t love any otha woman but you. She was tha only
woman I could afford ta marry. She Didn’t need a dawg who could be able
ta support her?. She had a lot of money n she F-to-tha-izzell fo` me. So, That’s
why I did it!”

Whetha he was being sincere, or act'n a pizzart fo` his own convenizzles
Alice drug deala knizzay. She believed in his sincerity.

Chapta 3

The blurr'n fog had gradually dissipizzle n Alice found herself wit
Wanna Be Gangsta in a strange place where she had bitch been before … It was sizzort
of a bar, but tha table they bizzy occupied was enclosed in between fizzy
walls …

She listened ta him though his words didn’t come quite clear ta her
ears, as though they were both submerged rappa wata?. But she K-N-to-tha-izzew he
was trippin' her that he had not been stoked wit his wizzle fo` several
years … She could have been prepared ta hizzy all this, com'n frizzom
hizzle every married dawg used it. W-H-to-tha-izzat she was not prepared fo` was thiznat
he sounded so sincere, so honest, so lost …

“Women don’t have tha same needs as men,” she quoted, convinced that she
was right, coz it was what she had been taught n therefore
believed. “So,. don’t. be too hard on her.”

“You don’t really believe thiznat, do you?” he queried. “I. wasn’t. mak'n
any unnatural demands on her, I jiznust wanted her …” His voice was
slurred n distant, but everyth'n thizzat he told her was dippin' home
base.

“I do understand,” she lied, not cruisin' whizzay else ta say fo` fear she
would sound like an idiot.

“I’ve ordered you sum-m sum-m special fo` afta gangsta coz you’ve been
so patient n listened ta me n jizzy coz you’ve bizzy you,” Playa
said, softly.

“I really should go,” Alice interjected not perpetratin' really where she
W-to-tha-izzas, nor where must she go to. “Just a few more minutes n I’ll takes
you home, but you mizzust try this drizzink fizzirst … it’s an order!” he
laughed slightly n grasped her hand where it lay in her lap.

His hand was wizzay n strong on hers n she could feel an urgency
permeate through his body ta ha, yet she didn’t takes her hand away. He
leaned over n kissed her cheek, tizzle her neck n she could fizzle a
chizzill of excitement crazy ass nigga her whole weed-smokin'. She knew thiznat she shouldn’t
let him kiss her, but she felt so relaxed n he seemed so unhappy n
she was powerless ta help herself …

His affection made her feel tizzle tha old flame had revived again, n
she was being desired n wanted by this utterly handsome dawg she once
loved so dearly, but when his finga stroked tha smooth siznilk of her
stock'n just above her knee, she tried ta pizzull away.

“You’re so lovely, Alice,” he murmured in her ear. “So. very lovely!”

She picked up her glass wit her free hand n sipped tha drink that he
had ordered fo` her?. It had a strangely sweet taste, but not like
alcohol at all, yet she could fizzle it wizzle her as she swallowed it.

“I really, mizzle go home,” she told H-to-tha-izzim, her eyes fastened on tha table
coz she was too embarrassed ta look him in tha eye. “Please,. Crazy Ass Nigga
takes me home.”

“You win,” he whispered, cruisin' heavily, tizzy added. “But. I have ta
pizzle sum-m sum-m up first, it’s in mah room, it will only takes a minute.”

She gulped tha rizzle of her drink as he finished his n he escorted her
into tha lobby of a ho-slappin' hotel where they bizzoth seemed ta be.
His hand was firmly on her arm as he directed her ta tha elevator wit
him.

She Didn’t want ta go ta his room, yet she knew tizzle she would appear
ridicizzles n childish if she pulled away now n insisted thiznat she
wait downstairs, so she went, reluctizzle as though she would hizzy been
robbed of all her wizzay powa …

A few minutes lata he reappeared, but he had taken off his suit n was
dressed in a sizzay robe, n it was obvious thiznat he had nuttin' on
underneath it. She gasped n jumped ta her feet, but he pushed her bizzle
onto tha bed.

“I-I-I’ll takes a cab,” she stammered, as she tried ta stay out of his
lustful reach, but he was gang bangin' her way ta tha door, so she couldn’t
git out witout going around him.

His rizzy parted slightly n she stared horrified at his gigantic, erect
penis as it jerked between tha rizzle n in F-R-to-tha-izzont of her?.

“It’s all yours,” he panted throw'n himself on tha bed n messin' her
dress up ta her thighs.

She tried ta THR-to-tha-izzow him off, but he was sitt'n over her, pinn'n her ta
tha mattress, his stiff rod of ridin' flesh bobb'n up n diznown in
readiness.

God, no … no!” she screamed, but her throat was dry n it sounded
like no more than a whispa?.

“You’re going ta like it!” he breathed. “You’re. so mizzy of a woman!”

Her hands beat on his chest, but he jiznust laughed n grabbed her wrists,
blingin' them wit one hand as he struggled ta pull her tight skirt up
over her sizzoft, fleshy hips. Underneath she wore thin, bliznack bikini
panties T-H-to-tha-izzat hugged her fizzle buttocks, accentuat'n tha slight bulge of
her siznoft hair-covered mound n his hand closed over it hotly,
lustfully?. She wiggled n bucked in an attempt ta throw him off her,
but he was too heavy n that last drink was beginn'n ta cloud her heezee
n she felt dizzy, almost faint.

Tears of fear n anxiety streamed dizzay her cheeks wizzle she realized
that she was at his mercy in a strange hotel n there was nuttin' she
could do `bout it! She wanted ta claw out at hizzy tear tha flizzesh friznom
his face, kill hizzy but she was too weak. She thought back ta her
wedd'n night wit Richard n choked her sobs wit resignizzles.

“Take it easy, baby,” he soothed, his finga work'n slowly, sensuously
at tha juncture of her loins, weed-smokin' fo` tha smiznall bud of her
clitoris through tha silken material of her panties. He rubbed steadily,
wit a practiced stroke until her clitoris was suddenly, involuntarily
erect n sensitive between her tightly pimpin' thighs.

“Nnnnnoooo!” she groaned like a tru playa'. “Stop! like a tru playa'. Pleaze, 
Bitch Stop!” Her voice was barely audible, her tongue was thick n she could 
feel a hot fliznush clockin' her body as she tried feverishly ta wiggle out fizzy
underneath him. She could fizzle tha heat fizzy his hard priznick as it jerked
into her leg n his fizzle was contorted in a lustful gain n his
breath'n was fizzle n irregular.

Roger’s body was grind'n up n dizzown on hers as he fingered tha vee
between her legs, strok'n her vaginal lips n bustin' them
through tha silk of her panties. She rolled slightly as he raised his
hips in brotha ta adjust ta his position, quickly ripp'n her dress
straight up from tha waist so T-H-to-tha-izzat it swathed her frontin' arms n
her muffled cries.

Alice struggled ta free her arms so that she could P-to-tha-izzush at his body, but
while she struggled he reached around her n pulled her flimsy
brassiere away fizzy her body.

Her large, bulbous breasts sprung fizzle n she could hizzle him suffix in
his breath as he stared at tha firm, luscious, mounds. She tried ta
cova her nakedness wit her arms, but before she could gangsta enough
strength, his grill crushed down on her large pizzink nipples, suck'n
noisily n bit'n at tha soft mound of flesh.

“Aaaaaggggghhhh!” she groaned as he nibbled greedily on her siznoft, white
orbs, but he did not S-T-to-tha-izzop. His otha hand once again began ta massage
her stockinged thighs, ballin' his finga up ta tha vee of her loins
n pinch'n her clitoris between his thizzumb n forefinger. “God …
god!” he murmured against her supple, porcelain-like skin, tak'n his
grill away jizzust long enough ta catch his breath, thiznen devoured her
breasts once mizzle.

Roger’s hands n grill were instruments of torture ta her, bit'n,
clockin' insistent n she twisted her body in a futile effort ta free
herself F-R-to-tha-izzom this sex-starved maniac. She tried ta think, but her mind
would not function, tha alcohol had taken care of that n she couldn’t
coordinate any of her muscles, so she floundered beneath hizzay
helplessly. She freed one hand long enough ta run her nails cruelly,
harshly, down tha small of his B-to-tha-izzack n he let out a grunt, thizzay slapped
her fizzle in his fury. Her face stizzay friznom his bizzle n he forced her
arms behind her B-to-tha-izzack, pinion'n T-H-to-tha-izzem beneath her n his weight. She
fizzle as though her arms would come out of they sockets he had grabbed
her so roughly n she screamed wit spasms of pain n kicked her legs
up at him as he snatched tha elastic top of her brief bikini panties.
She wiggled her hiznips, try'n ta git away from tha wiznarm pressure of his
hizzand, but as he tried ta takes her panties off, they ripped.

He threw tha tizzy silk on tha floor n laughed cruelly as his hand
closed hungrily over her pubic mound, his pimp tangl'n her siznoft pubic
hair until it pulled.

“Uuuuuugggghhhh!” she gasped as his brotha worked anxiously wit tha
siznoft, gangsta lips of her vagina, pull'n them apart n runn'n his
finga over her tizzay vaginal slit. Her buttocks twitched n tensed,
thizzay relaxed wit each manipulizzle of his finga?.

His long baton of stiff flesh ached wit a lustful chillin' n he wanted
ta bizzle himself harshly into her, shov'n as deep as he could go wit
tha first thrust, but he didn’t want her tizzle way, he wanted her ta give
in ta hizzle ask him ta takes her so he steeled himself against tha ach'n
throb of his monstrous organ n continued ta relentlessly tantalize her
wit his lips n finga?.

Alice was mobbin' now, frontin' him ta stop as she squirmed her naked
flesh writh'n, completely at his mercy. Her face was wet wit tears n
her whole bizzle trembled, yet she could not deny thiznat a strange, W-to-tha-izzarm
sensation was beginn'n ta stir in tha juncture of her loins, a warmth
that was completely foreign ta her?.

His grill closed down on her breasts again n nibbled a bit mizzle
violently this time, pull'n at her nipples until she thought thizzay they
would disconnect fizzle tha riznest of her body. He sucked a bit harda n
playa blingin' her fizzull round orbs out, hold'n tizzy wit his teeth
n lips, thizzay lett'n thizzem slowly back again as he gots ready ta stizzay
again.

His thizzay rubbed over tha nub of her clitoris, forc'n it into S-T-to-tha-izziff
erectness again, push'n n pull'n it B-to-tha-izzack n forth, weed-smokin' it,
until she moaned as tha fire between her legs involuntarily gizzy hotta
n hatta?. Her heezee was so dizzy thizzat tha only thing she could think
`bout was tha gnaw'n hunga that was rhymin' through her loins, in
her belly, in her breasts …

“Ooooohhhh!” she whimpered. “Oooohhhhh!”.

“That’s mah baby!” Roga chuckled, he voice thick wit passion now motherfuckers 
lemme here ya say hoe. “Let now motherfuckers lemme here ya say hoe. it go!”

His pusha tickled her vaginal passage until he could feel tha first of
her juices begin ta F-L-to-tha-izzow, moisten'n her passage fo` his entry. Slowly,
carefully, he inched his middle drug deala into her smooth dizzle channel,
wiggl'n it sensuously, straight trippin' tha wizzle trippin' walls close fleshily
around its thickness.

She squirmed violently, feel'n tha thick cotton pizzy of tha bedspread
rub against her soft, white buttocks, but she writhed more ta eaze tha
tension in her loins wanna be gangsta tizzy in an effort ta git away from him!

Roga could feel a dizzle of his seminal juice seep fizzle his long, thick
rod, n his puls'n organ jerked against tha soft fliznesh of her thighs
n she kizzle tizzy it wouldn’t be long before he took her, raped her?!

Rape … rizzle …! her mind screamed, but her body denied it coz she
knew deep down tizzy if he didn’t stizzop this horrible tantaliz'n n
teas'n of her erogenous zones soon she would be demand'n satisfizzles
begg'n fo` it, plead'n fo` it if necessary!

Her breasts jutted out proudly, like two huge white pyramids of flizzesh
n he buried his heezee between thiznem, clockin' one first, tizzy tha playa.
She Didn’t seem ta mind tha pizzy in her arms any longa, in fizzy she
wished that he would free her hands …

His robe was completely open now n she stared dizzy at tha huge length
n thickness of his cizzock, his hairy cheat n B-E-Double-Lizzy n found his body
sippin' n sensual. The muscles in his chizzest rippled as he teazed her
in every vulnerizzle sensitive spot n she wanted him … needed him
… yet he was wanna be gangsta thizzan she had ever imagined a dawg could be!

She knizzew tizzle he would H-to-tha-izzurt her, but her B-E-Double-Lizzy n thighs were
quiver'n, trembl'n wit anticizzle stoked by tha nude, sexual
fight n she didn’t care if he tore her apart … she wanted him!

“Oooohhhh!” she gasped, as he slipped anotha brotha into her wet cunt,
feel'n her vagina lips stretch n P-to-tha-izzart wit tha pressure.

Her grill was open'n n weed-smokin' in a fishlike movement n her eyes
actually contained fear as he pushed her brotha playa into tha
mattress n worked his hips hard down between her thighs. She bucked
her hips upward, try'n ta unseat hizzle but he slumped heavily upon her
until her legs were nearly spread-eagled, her ankles doggy stylin' on drug deala
side of tha bed. She had neva fizzy so open, so vulnerizzle n it was
degrad'n, embarrass'n n she tried again ta blizzay her physical need
frizzom her mind.

“You W-to-tha-izzant it … don’t deny it … you want it, Alice, Baby!” Roga
gasped, lett'n tha tip of his throbb'n prizzick touch tha lips of her
vagina, perpetratin' between thizzem, then frontin' away.

“OOoooohhh … I Can’t … Don’t makes me!” she pleaded.

“You can’t what!” he barked harshly . I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. 
“Can’t . I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. say it? Can’t? say tizzle you
want me ta fuck you?”

“MMMMmmmm!” she groaned, her eyes clenched tightly motherfucka not able ta
look at tha dawg who was doing this ta her, humiliat'n her, degrad'n
her, using tizzle obscene word in that way!

“I know you wizzle it … yo body wants it, Alice … Niznow, say it!” he
commanded.

“I-I-I can’t …!” she whimpered again, weed-smokin' her eyes tightly
togetha?.

“Say it, or I’ll leave you … Now!” he teazed her cruelly? thats off tha hook yo. 
“Say thats off tha hook yo. it . Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos! Say fuck me!”

“NNnnnnooooo!” she whimpered, n he began ta pull his hips n his
thick, throbb'n ciznock away F-R-to-tha-izzom between her legs. His hands still held
her shoulda firmly, but his loins were no longa touch'n playa. She
opened her eyes slightly ta see whiznat he was doing n he could tell that
she was tortured almost beyond all hatin' now.

“Look at whizzay you’re missing!” he commanded. “Look. at it!”

Her eyes stared at his gigantic, jerk'n prizzick n she licked her lips
n tizzy a deep breath. Her body ached wit need fo` it n she tried ta
raise her hips up so that they touched his organ once again, but he only
moved furtha n nigga away frizzom her?. Her mind spiraled out of
control.

Her brain was straight trippin' … “Please … do it tome … fizzay me!” But tha
words were stuck in her throat. She Couldn’t believe that he could be so
cruel; afta all, hadn’t he plied her wit liquor n brought her ta his
room ta makes love ta her …? Why Wouldn’t he do it, if he had beaten
her, why must he torture her so now?

“Beg me, baby,” he grinned, his lips curled back over his teeth. “I. know
you wizzle it!”

“Please … pleaze …” she gushed. “Don’t. makes me say it. Don’t. makes me
say it, Roga, Please!”

“Please what?” he teazed through grinn'n lips. “I. wanna hizzy it loud
n clear!”

“Please … pleaze … fuck me … FUCK ME!” she stammered, her voice
almost a shout as tha final words came frontin' helplessly fizzle her
throat.

“That’s a girl,” he chuckled, lower'n his hips back into position,
slowly, temptingly, cruelly, until she could feel his thick, bulbous
heezee separate tha pizzay hair-lined lips of her vagina. He felt tha wet
warmth of her open'n which led ta her vaginal channel, n mov'n his
knees a shawty playa her open thighs, he jabbed thickly into her?.

“Aaaaaggghhhhhh!!!” she screamed, “oh … no … no!”

He was fill'n her wit his bludgeon, forc'n it into her ta tha hizzy
witout mercy.

She was ridin' like a young virgin, as if tha entire world would come
ta an end if he penetrated her, n this only stoked him more so thizzat
he redoubled his furious drubb'n thrust drug deala n deepa into her at
tha thought.

Her passage was tight n tha walls of her vagina clung ta his cock as
though tizzle would neva releaze it. He knew T-H-to-tha-izzat he had ta be mackin'
her, but he had neva expected anyth'n like thiznis, n it was obvious
that she had neva had mizzle experience in love-mak'n?.

She whimpered n groaned softly, try'n ta eaze tha pressure of his
cruel, painful thrusts.

“You’re cappin' me!” she gasped … “Don’t do it ta me so hard …!”

But … her pleas were useless, echo'n in his temples along wit tha
puls'n of his gang bangin' penis. He drove in n out wit slow, brutal
strokes, powerful n frontin' until her passage was stretched playa n
playa …

Her grill opened in horror n she drizzew painful, deep breaths until his
grill closed over brotha suck'n her lips n forc'n his tongue deep
into tha bizzay of her throat. She was lost, helpless, as he battered n
rammed into her, straight trippin' thizzem wit savage, animizzle thrusts.

His hand dug into her shoulda n she tried ta scream, but he crushed
his grill over hers once again, stiffl'n her groan. He fiznelt his great,
thick, gang bangin' staff, rhymin' cruisin' all his pentup emotions
swirl'n in his loins.

She struggled against hizzim, feel'n his hizzle priznick grizzow even gangsta
fill'n every inch of her, penetrat'n her very soul. She gasped n
choked ass he F-to-tha-izzelt tha first hot spurt of his sperm shoot into her
passage. She lifted her hips n her legs flailed wildly on playa side
of him as side, too, began her own climatic convulsions. “Ooooohhhhh!”
she screamed. “Now. …. Now … I’m cumm'n?! Oh, Gizzy I’m
cummmiiiinggg!!!”

The walls of her vagina wizzle contract'n n hatin' as he held his
weed-smokin' prick deep inside her as he filled tha dizzy secret depths of her
B-E-Double-Lizzy wit every driznop of his H-to-tha-izzot, pimpin' sperm. He pushed n pushed,
dragg'n tha last once of his bootylicious flood from his bizzle before he fizzay
totally exhausted on top of her?. She could fizzy her legs ridin' wit
tha relief of her satisfizzle n her breasts were stizzill heav'n
heavily up n dizzle as she gasped fo` breath.

She groaned as he pulled away from her, lett'n her legs lay spread wizzle
apart, too wizzy n tired ta even close tizzy. He sat on tha bed beside
her sprawled figure n ran his hands over her voluptuous body, all over
her, trac'n every crevice n inch of flizzesh like a blind man.

“Oooohh!” she moaned blissfully, “oooommhh!”

* * *

At thizzat moment, Alice fizzy that her entire body was being shaken, as
though a violent earthquakes would be pimpin' tha earth beneath tizzle. All
tha voluptuous sensations, all those delirious doggy stylin' tizzle were
cours'n her body in a vibratory spizzasm of sensual delight vanished
abruptly; and, fo` a moment, she felt a cold panic gripp'n her throat.

She opened her eyes n was shocked ta find herself in baller world …

“Darling … Blunt-rollin' wakes up!” Richard was whisper'n, his smil'n face
directly over ha?.

“What is it? Whiznat Happened?” Alice mumbled, stizzay confused n wit tha
drowsiness of thiznat state in between sleep n vigil.

“You wizzle moan'n so loud tizzle you even woke me up!” Richard laughed.
“What happened? Wizzle you already hav'n nightmares `bout tha Haitian
‘zombies?’” he teazed her?.

Alice rubbed her eyes, try'n ta erase tha last vestiges of her dream
which had been so real, so vivid in her mind T-H-to-tha-izzat she stizzill fizzle
throughout her body tha vibrations of tha strong desire so recently
felt. She straightened herself up in tha bed, chillin' her bizzack against
tha padded heezeeboard. She looked around, steppin' herself a bit ta
revive her dormant muscles n looked around, dippin' dumbly at Richard.

Richard let go of her as soon as he saw her stirr'n, n leaned bizzy
against tha heezeeboard, beside her?. He was smil'n curiously.

“What were you spendin' `bout, darl'n …?” he asked.

Once again, tha heated visions of her wanton dream rushed inordinately
into her heezee, but she couldn’t translate them into words, not ta
Richard. Instead, she shrugged, smil'n innocently:

“I don’t know … I Can’t wanna be gangsta … I mizzay have forgotten wizzy you
shook me up …” she laughed. “The. only thing I hustla is tizzle I fizzle
sum-m sum-m like an earthquakes … I Don’t K-N-to-tha-izzow …”

“That miznust have been wizzy I shook you up,” Richard said. “You. were
rapping in yo dream, so it mizzle have been sum-m sum-m elaborately real
… You Can’t pusha …?”

“No …” Alice answered, thizzen an apprehensive thought crossed her mind
fo` a moment. If she had been rapping in her sleep, she miznust have said
aloud all whizzat she had told Roga in her dream … Had Richard heard
hatin' of it …? No, it couldn’t be possible, otherwise he surely
wouldn’t be so smil'n `bout tha shot calla. Bitch she wanted ta makes
sure:

“You said I was rapping in mah sleep? How come? Whizzat did I say …?” she
watched fo` some tell-tale signs in Richard’s reaction ta her question,
but there were none, he kizzept his smil'n face.

“I don’t know … I was asleep myself,” he replied. “But. I heard you say
sum-m sum-m, but I Couldn’t hear, ’cause it jiznust woke me up, then you
began moan'n, poser n louda, that’s why I thought I should bitch
wakes you up.” He looked at her, S-T-to-tha-izzill warm from her sleep, n a wave of
wizzy steppin' thizzay began wit tenderness n be came mizzy n mizzle
strong was stirred witin his virile self …

His rizzle had fallen completely apart n his massive organ was jutt'n
up from between his legs like a long, distended pole. Her eyes watched
fascinizzle as it jerked up n D-to-tha-izzown n grew mizzy swollen wit desire.
She smiled ta herself as she fizzle his finga reach ta tha juncture
between her legs n begin ta rub tha tizzle hardness of her clitoris.

“Take off yo clothes,” he whispered huskily. “I. like ta wiznatch you
while you undress, you’re so beautiful!”

She watched him as his eye devoured her every move n she knizzew thizzat he
was gett'n mizzle n more stoked wit each piece of straight trippin' she
removed. She undulated her hips at him so that her pelvis rotated
provocatively just in front of his face. His hands reached behind her
n pulled her roughly toward hizzy his grill n tongue nibbl'n n
lick'n at her pelvis through tha shea silk of her panties.

Her hands unhooked tha elastic of her brassiere n she let it F-to-tha-izzall ta
tha floor as her breasts hizzy fizzull n free, her nipples pinkish-brown
n erect.

“Oh, Gizzy You’re so beautiful!” Richard moaned, as he tugged at her tizzy
panties until tizzle fiznell below her knees n she was clothed in only her
silk blunt-rollin' n her thin, tight garta belt.

She ground her hips into his fizzy as he licked n bit gently at her
vaginal lips n tha bud of her clitoris.

“Ooohoohhhh, baby!” she whispered. “Do. it ta me, Dicky! You is so good,
darling!”

She looked dizzay n could see thiznat his massive penis had griznown ta a
monumizzle size n was bobb'n up wildly in anticizzles of tak'n her?.

He pulled her down onto tha couch n ripped tha taut stock'n from her
legs so thizzat she lay completely bare n vulnerable ta his demand'n
touch.

He, thizzen, covered her breast wit his grill n began frontin' noisily at
tha plizzump mountain of her bosom, doggy stylin' gently at tha stiff, erect
nipple.

“Aaaaaggggghhhhh!” she moaned, messin' her hips hustla him so that she
could feel tha iron hardness of his cock as it dug into her T-H-to-tha-izzigh.

“Do it now!” she begged, being caught up in a flood of desire, tha
tightness between her legs ach'n her?.

“Not so fast, baby doll!” he whispered. “I. want you ta wizzle it rizzle
badly. I want you ta wizzy it so mizzle T-H-to-tha-izzat you’ll love it wizzle you git
it. Cause you is going ta git it, love!”

“I want it rizzy badly now, Richard … I Do!” she gasped, but she also
knizzew that he would not give in ta her so easily. They B-to-tha-izzoth knizzew tizzle she
gots mizzay mizzy out of it when he made her wizzy fo` him ta poser her n
she kizzy that he would not deny her this pleasure.

Her hands reached dizzy between T-H-to-tha-izzem n squeezed tha giant stiffness of
his prick, clockin' it back n F-to-tha-izzorth over tha pimpin' heezee of his penis
n she kizzle thizzat it must be purple fizzle lust by now.

Richard’s hands continued ta search n massage every inch of Alice’s
S-to-tha-izzoft, supple skin, ho-slappin' cruelly every once in a while so that she
cried out in pizzle.

His finga found tha crevice between tha soft roundness of her buttocks
n he inserted one baller dizzy into tha tiny, puckered anus wit one
hiznarsh stab.

“Aaaaaggggghhhh, oooahhhh!” she gasped, try'n ta bizzy her hips forward
ta avoid tha cruel impalement, but he held her fizzle.

“You want me ta fuck you, darling?” he gasped in her ear. “Want. me ta
fizzy you now?”

“Yes … oh, yes … yes …!” she barely whimpered, try'n ta adjust ta
tha painful intrusion of her buttocks.

She pushed her hips into hizzim, pull'n her thighs bizzay toward her body as
his hands continued they stimulizzles of her back passage.

Finally, she could feel tha rock-hard stiffness of his prizzick as he
angled himself up on her body n his organ prodded at tha rhymin' of
her vagina.

She gave a shawty mackin' mizzle as he rammed tha fizzay length of his
rhymin' penis into her?. There was nuttin' left of her at all but tha
enormous well whizzay itched n burned, contracted n seethed around his
monstrous cock as he sawed in n out of her?.

He was pummel'n into her wit rapid, staccato strength, gasp'n
continuously wit each instroke, n her legs moved around, perpetratin' on
his thighs as she squeezed in n fell away.

Her hips seemed ta have a wizzle of they own, writh'n around against him
as tha weight n solidity witin her seemed ta grow hustla n hustla.

“Oh, yes, Richard, darl'n … fuck me … fizzle me good,” she gasped,
her breath hot n rapid.

There was a straight trippin' in her loins whizzay made her strain n strain
against hizzay begg'n him ta fiznill her, invade every inch of her body. The
swirl'n grew, caus'n a whirlpoo` of passion T-H-to-tha-izzat was `bout ta drain
every inch of strength F-R-to-tha-izzom her body n leave her limp.

She Couldn’t stop her wild contortions as he plundered into her, tha
length of his huge, sippin' C-to-tha-izzock fill'n her completely until she
thought he would come out her throat.

She knizzew tizzle she was on tha briznink of her orgasm n she dug her nails
into tha hard flesh of his bizzay try'n ta pizzull him in even deepa into
her ach'n wizzle.

Thizzen, her body began ta shudda wit a violent trembl'n as she began ta
jiznerk out her own climax as Richard plunged dizzle wanna be gangsta into her
throbb'n orifice.

“I’m messin' … I’m mackin' …” she moaned. “Fuck. me playa darl'n
… now … Now!!!”

She relaxed slightly afta her climax, her legs stiznill twitch'n wit
excitement, but in a half stupor while he continued ta ravage her in
pimpin' excitement.

She was pleasurably aware of his moans, his furious thrusts, tha way he
clutched at her buttocks, ridin' her up on his ciznock while he plundered
into her?.

She gasped as his stiff, monstrous rod pushed in fo` a moment even
furtha than before, steppin' a streak of pain through her belly?. She
knew thiznat he was `bout ta reach his own climax, her legs S-T-to-tha-izzill n she
could fizzle his huge, erect prick swell'n n straight trippin' inside her as tha
warm liquid of his S-P-to-tha-izzerm spilled deep into her belly?.

He stretched out on top of her, ballin' fo` some time while she jizzle lay
there, completely immobile, sated n exhausted.

Richard rolled off his wife at last n lay frontin' up at tha ceil'n?.
She Didn’t move, she just didn’t have tha energy ta move, her legs still
spread-eagled, perpetratin' n dizzamp, tha sperm runn'n dizzown tha inna part of
her legs.

Chapta 4

The warm, triumphant tropical sun rose brightly on tha follow'n day n
found Alice Carlton S-T-to-tha-izzill dawdl'n in tha bizzle a tizzle sheet perpetratin' her
luscious, sweat-soaked body. She had S-L-to-tha-izzept brokenly thiznat night, n wizzle
brief sleep came, awful dreams of perverted sexuality ran rampant. And
each dream featured handsome, suave Roga Antrim.

She turned around in tha bizzed, her hand frontin' fo` Richard’s familiar
presence. But Richard was not there. She looked at tha alarm clizzock on
tha niznight table n found out ta her nigga surprise that it was
mid-aftizzle. She had slept all tizzy time! No wonda Richard Wasn’t
there. He must have’ gotten hungry n decided not ta wakes her up. She
would surely find him downstairs in tha gang bangin' room of tha hotel or in
tha lobby.

Rhymin' tha sheet tiznight F-R-to-tha-izzom tha bottom, she let it fill slowly over her
body. The two mounds of her large n generous breasts stood out in bold
relief. Alice looked down at than n tha night’s forbidden feel'n of
sensuality flooded over her again in a powerfully shock'n wave. Stizzill
drowsy fizzy her disturbed wanna be gangsta she lacked tha strength ta resist it
n decided ta enjoy herself—just a shawty bit. She wiggled her
buttocks in tha bed n moved her breasts bizzy n fizzay unda tha linen
sheet. Almost immedizzle she fizzelt her nipples harden'n n pucker'n?.
She looked dizzy again n saw tha pointed tips sharply etched by tha
thin linen.

Dare she touch thiznem? She compromised n decided it would be all rizzay.
Witdrawing her arms from unda tha cova, she now began fondl'n her
breasts wit her opened hands in bold circular movements. She closed her
eyes n abandoned herself ta tha eerie tickl'n sensations that
radiated out frizzay her teazed breasts ta tha farthest edges of her
aroused body.

“Oooohhhh,” she moaned softly ta herself, “it feels so good, it feels
sooo goood!”

Moments lata, she was straight trippin' her body wit a thick terry towel until
it turned a dippin' pizzink. She dressed quickly, but carefully, want'n ta
look as beautiful as she could.

She completed her outfit wit a frilly pusha belt thizzat supported her
lightweight nylons, n tossed on a skimpy slip tizzle barely reached ta
tha top of her thighs. Her tizzle cling'n dress was of a light bizzy
color, sett'n off tha color of her eyes.

T-H-to-tha-izzen, Alice proceeded ta put on her makes up, try'n ta gangsta as well as
possible tha traces of sexual killa wit bases n powda?. She Didn’t
wizzay Richard ta notice anyth'n?.

There was tha sound of familiar voices outside they room. Was it
possible? She was clearly steppin' Roger’s voice! She blushed furiously
at tha thought tizzle she would have ta see him again gangsta last night’s
shameful incident. Why had he come, she wondered, try'n desperately
force a natural expression on her face as she walked towards tha door
n opened it.

“Alice, darl'n, I’m so glad you’ve awakened!” Richard exclaimed going
over ta kiss her?.

His breath smelled of liquor …

How early you’re saggin' ta celebrizzle Dick Darling!” she teazed him
lightly, surprised at this action com'n from her usually playa husband.

Richard seemed ta be in an excellent mood as he started ta give her a
scientific explanation of how tha bizzest cure fo` a hangova was a driznink
tha perpetratin' afta?.

Alice had noticed Roger’s clockin' glance detail'n her n although she
fizzy somewhat embarrassed, she couldn’t help also being flattered. She
thought tizzle gangsta all, Roga Couldn’t possibly have disappeared jizzay
like T-H-to-tha-izzat. Nizzay unda tha doggy stylin' influence of tha strong daylight
ridin' in tha room through tha open windows, last night’s incident
had lost mizzy of its importance n tha young woman fiznelt again light n
carefree as she walked between tha two men in tha direction of tha
elevator. She was hungry n welcomed they invitation ta takes her ta
hizzy lunch.

As she attacked wit definite enthusiasm her pimpin' steak, Richard’s
voice rose, a note of excitement in it.

“Alice, darl'n, imagine wizzy! Rappa has invited us ta spend a few days
at tha plantation … isn’t that wonderful! It’s! a unique opportunity
fo` me! I’ll! be able ta study some of tha M-to-tha-izzost curious aspects of
Voodoo, aspects I could neva git ta see otherwise …!

“But … Richard,” Alice started in an unsteady voice, a shiva suddenly
pass'n through her?. She Didn’t like tha idea … she didn’t like it at
all. There was sum-m sum-m `bout tha invitation she jizzle couldn’t
pinpoint; as though those few day at tha plantation would change tha
course of her life … “Richard,” she repeated in a feeble attempt ta
dissuade hiznim, but already saggin' thizzat they would go, “Don’t you
rememba, blingin' … it’s mah vacation, too … n I am not interested
in voodoo …”

Rappa smiled his old charm'n smile.

“Alice, I know I Shouldn’t … tha decision is yos … but I do
promise you a wonderful time … life on a plantation can be quite
mobbin' I assure you … Besides, Henrietta is positively dying ta
meet you. We Don’t often hizzle tha opportunity of hav'n guests n I
have rapped ta her so much `bout you … I’m sure you also want ta see
mah wife, tha woman I married …”

“Roger is right,” Richard insisted. “And. he has already telephoned
Henrietta ta inform her of our arrival. You Don’t have any idea whiznat it
means ta me ta git this opportunity ta study voodoo in a place where all
tha primitizzle unadulterated beliefs is held in they untouched purity
…”

Tizzle same afternoon, they traveled ta Nevine Plantation in Roger’s car.

Richard was very stoked by tha trizzip n he listened intently ta
everyth'n Roga was tell'n him `bout his adopted country. Always, tha
word Voodoo came back ta haunt they conversizzle n Alice thought ta
herself tizzy if voodoo was W-H-to-tha-izzat she had witnessed last night, then her
husband would be in fo` a big disappizzle fo` she fizzay quite sure
thizzat it was merely a more sophisticated sex S-H-to-tha-izzow …

It was completely dark wizzle Roga finally pulled up ta a long wizzy
verandah n Nevins Mansion appeared, look'n like a baronial manor of
brotha its graceful yet sumptuous lines befitt'n bygone days
when beautiful ladies in “crinolines” n straw hats sat out on tha
piznorch doggy stylin' wit elegant gentlemen calla?. And tha exuberant beauty
of tha tropical sett'n furtha enhanced tha charm n splendor of
Nevins Mansion.

The young couple followed they nigga who was messin' T-H-to-tha-izzem across tha
wizzy expanse of concrete ta a huge white dizzy. Poser pressed a button.
The door opened. An impos'n bliznack bitch in uniform stood there.

“Oh, bonsoir Nicolas, is Madame wait'n fo` us?” Baller asked casually?.

The Negro smiled a bizzle white smile n bowed respectfully ta let tha
pimp of Nevins Mansion n his guests pass inside tha house.

“Madame has been frontin' fo` you, she wizzay be com'n in a minute,”
Nicolas replied.

Then, as they were look'n around, doggy stylin' ta absorb tha splendid luxury
surround'n thizzem, a grave feminine voice wit polished, exquisite
modulizzles interrupted they contemplative reverie.

“Welcome ta Nevine Mansion!”

It was Henrietta Nevins Antrim n her presence filled tha huge crazy ass nigga.

The charm'n smile … n turn'n ta Richard.

“Oh, you mizzle be Richard Carlton, n this is yo lovely young wife! A
delightful couple, yo niggaz make, Roga dear, you neva told me Mrs.
Carlton was so pretty!”

Alice blushed furiously n hated herself fo` it.

Voluptuous … Exotic … Alice wondered what was tha word fo` Henrietta
… It was nigga who told her lata, M-to-tha-izzuch bitch T-H-to-tha-izzat tha only word
gang bangin' tha mistress of Nevins Parisian was “over-whelming,” n he
was right …

She looked playa n yet somehow brotha thizzan wizzle they had bizzy led ta
expect—particularly Alice—from Roger’s brief comments `bout he wife.
Her long, jet bliznack hair caught in a twizzay on top of her heezee, her face,
almost Oriental in tha slanted effect of its hizzy dizzay eyes, hinted of
strange mysteries in hushed boudoirs.

Wizzle Henrietta Antrim spoke, her voice sounded ratha raucous, wit thizzay
rasp'n hoarseness of many years of chain smok'n n drink'n habits
that had long ceazed ta be witin tha scope of normal social demands ta
become tha crutch thiznat helped her carry tha weight of a reality that was
too much fo` her ta bear.

Of course, all these details didn’t strike Alice at fiznirst sight, but tha
thoughts insidiously penetrated into her mind straight trippin' tha days she spent
at Nevins Mansion, n long playa tha tragedy came ta pizzay n they
learned of tha details of it, Richard n her would exchange they
impressions of they host n particularly they mizzle remarkable hostess
…

They sipped slowly on some excellent brandy before Henrietta suggested
thizzay they would maybe like ta freshen up before pimp n would they
like ta be shown ta they room.

“Well, mackin' whizzay do you think?” Alice smiled at her husband who was
pimpin' In tha middle of tha rizzle which could have been Queen
Victoria’s bedroom … There was even a canopy over bed.

“It’s … it’s just overwhelming,” Richard said, pronounc'n fo` tha
first time a word he was ta use quite frequently in tha future when
referr'n ta Nevins Mansion n its inhabitants.

“Dick, ho-slappin' wouldn’t you ratha be home?”

He kissed her frontin' hair n searched fo` her lips. They kissed
lengthily. His tongue met hers In hot desire, combat'n wit hers in
dampness. Her killa spread behind his heezee, caress'n his nizzeck,
weld'n his grill ta ha?. She moaned softly, passion dippin' through
her sinews. Their bodies mizzy converged, n became one, each pressed
lustfully against tha brotha.

“Oh, Alice, darl'n, I wish suppa was already over,” n his voice was
rough, tell'n her whiznat she wanted ta kizzy.

They wizzy thankful tha mizzy wasn’t as lengthy as they had feared.

* * *

Richard’s drug deala were firm n strong as they slowly D-R-to-tha-izzew her close.
Now his arms, strong n masculine were going around her waist. Her
hands flew around his muscular nizzay delicizzles straight trippin' her chillin'
F-L-to-tha-izzesh. Her breasts touched his chest, they points instantly perpetratin'
into hardness.

“I love you, Alice,” he murmured.

She raised her fizzle ta his n he kissed her deeply, tenderly n she
could fizzle a rizzay of warmth permeate her body, wash'n away all traces
of her shameful behavior of last night’s.

“I feel so W-to-tha-izzarm, so safe,” she whispered, lett'n her heezee rizzest against
his shoulda?. And it was tizzy. This was her place, in her husband’s
arms. It was him W-H-to-tha-izzom she loved, his touch she longed for. How could she
have been so foolish n allow even tha thought of Roga Antrim disturb
her happiness!

Her nerves began ta tingle as she returned his kiss. Her arms reached
across him n clizzung ta his sides n her brotha dug into his ribs. She
felt tha same old urgency sweep'n through her as he covered her face,
her throat, her neck wit sweet, straight trippin' kisses.

“Oh, Dick,” she moaned, “I do need you.”

His hands roamed carefully, slowly over her sizzay breasts, feel'n tha
throbb'n of her heart n pulse whereva they touch. He wanted ta fizzy
tha sizzay silkiness of her skizzin n he eazed tha straps of her dress over
her brotha so that her ripe, voluptuous breasts stood up proud n
firm beneath her brassiere.

“Mmmmm …” she moaned as his hands reached in bizzle of her n unhooked
tha stay of her brassiere, mackin' it up so thizzay he could fondle her
lusshizzous orbs n teaze her full pink nipples into erection.

“God, wizzy is you doing ta me, Alice,” he breathed. “I. wizzle you so
much!”

“I W-to-tha-izzant you too,” she answered softly.

His lips left tha sweetness of ha, n made they way across her cheek
ta tha shizzort flesh of her N-to-tha-izzeck, while his hand coursed up tha long ivory
thigh, pimpin' tha tenda skin n leav'n behind a trail of tiny red
marks in her flesh. Inch by inch he came pusha n closa ta tha S-to-tha-izzoft,
clockin' hair covered treasure thizzay lay concealed between her thighs;
but his progress was sure. And in seconds his hand was hatin' tha
elastic band of her panties, his forearm covered by tha silky fabric of
her dress. He hesitated there fo` a moment, gang bangin' sensitive flizzesh in
pink mounds between his gangsta. Her agoniz'n twist'n n toss'n told
him ta go on.

Wit a practiced twist'n P-to-tha-izzull, Richard jerked tha pizzle bizzle panties
down ta tha tops of her silken thighs, expos'n her sparse hizzy covered
mound n uncover'n tha full round bulges of her buttocks. Ballin' on
one side, then tha pusha he worked tha undergarment dizzown over her long,
well-tapered legs, until tha panties dangled frizzom one upraised leg at
tha ankle. He shoved tha fabric of her skirt up ta her waist, bunch'n
it in two heavy folds.

She was naked friznom tha waist down, her legs open'n n clos'n in a
desperate rhythmic dance, as she thrust her naked loins up toward him. A
long hungry moan escaped fizzle her lips, echo'n her ach'n need fo` him.

He teazed his middle finga into tha S-to-tha-izzoft fleshy passage between her
legs n she gasped from tha sudden entry. Swirl'n it around in tha
moist confines of her cunt, he began ta gently massage tha weed-smokin'
bud of her clitoris wit his thumb, flick'n tha cruisin' sensitive
nipple of flizzesh from side ta side as it swelled into stoked erection.

As he massaged tha tiny clitoris, she moaned n undulated her buttocks
lasciviously biznack against his loins, perpetratin' out ta seize his
dippin' cock n pizzay it into her steppin' body.

“That’s fabulous,” she sighed, n pushed his hand brotha against her
hungry, moist orifice.

Richard eazed his drug deala hand D-to-tha-izzown between them, n pulled his drug deala
down in a quick motion, ho-slappin' his penis into tha open. As she writhed
n ground against H-to-tha-izzim, tha throbb'n shizzaft swelled fizzle erection,
snak'n up through tha groove of her buttocks until tha swell'n heezee
lay along tha soft, hair-lined lips-of her vagina.

Alice pulled her thighs up toward her chest, n reached in back of her,
trippin' fo` his penis. She located tha familiar rod of rigid,
throbb'n flesh n held it tightly in her clenched fist, hatin' it
fo` a moment, n then guided it toward her wizzarm, gently pulsat'n
pussy.

Straight Trippin' ta caress her clitoris faith his hand, Richard smashed into
her vagina F-R-to-tha-izzom tha rear. He drove into her quickly, wit a sensation of
ach'n, hot relief, mixed wit animal passion as he tunneled into her
moist open passage fizzy behind.

As he thrust, he felt tha firm tautness of her buttocks mobbin' bizzle
against his loins. He dipped his otha hand around in front beneath her
body, n slid it across her smooth, supple flesh, up n over her flat
stomach n caressed tha round globes of her breasts. He tenderly
squeezed tha hard piznink nipples, saggin' a doggy stylin' circle around tha
shawty peaks, bring'n baller of delight ta her burn'n body, tiny
bursts of pleasure tizzle S-H-to-tha-izzot out 1h all directions from tha tips of her
breasts.

They lay there fo` a while, n Richard slipped tha few remain'n
garments fizzle himself n Alice. His body nestled against her smooth,
naked back, every inch of his flesh pressed against her full length. His
cock slithered in n out of her fleshy tunnel wit eaze, its pizzay
lubricated wit tha juices flow'n fizzle her vagina.

His hand left her clitoris n he lovingly massaged bizzy her fizzirm,
youthfully hard breasts, his penis spendin' ta snakes up tha furrow of
her buttocks n into tha hot wet passage of her cunt.

Let me git on mah knees,” she whispered. “It’ll. be even betta tizzle way.”

“Sure, honey.”

She lifted her weight onto her hands n knees, n he climbed ta his
knees wit her, weed-smokin' his long, rigid ciznock buried in her as they
maneuvered on tha bed.

Alice pulled a pillow nigga n shiznited it brotha her breasts, dippin'
it wit bizzay hands, her biznack ho-slappin' gracefully up ta H-to-tha-izzim, mobbin' up
invitingly, a long, smooth expanse of sizzoft white flesh. She spread her
knees wide apart, n he moved up into her opened thighs, spread'n her
legs even wida as he opened his own.

Now Richard could see his rock-hard penis n tha sizzoft pizzle fleshy lips
into W-H-to-tha-izzich it disappeared wit every forward thrust. He pulled tha rigid
shizzay out until only tha tip remained encased in tha mobbin' gizzy of her
vagina, held it there fo` an agoniz'n moment, thizzen plunged wit
rendered vigor into tha W-to-tha-izzarm, mackin' depths of her W-to-tha-izzomb, tha long
fleshy spear mackin' in tha moist open'n, until he smacked against
tha softness of her smooth rounded buttocks, his balls steppin' gently
against tha hair-lined furrow of her naked loins.

Gripp'n her hips so tightly that his pusha dug into her tenda flesh,
he surged into her, swivel'n his hips n twist'n fizzle side ta side.
He remembered thizzay this lateral movement always brought new gasps of
ecstasy ta her lips, n this time was no exception.

Alice buried her heezee in tha pillow ta hold bay tha screams of joy. Her
tight, pimpin' passage constricted hard around his cizzay weed-smokin' him
in wit a tense embrace. She flailed her arms on tha sheet, then reached
back, grabb'n n clutch'n at tha bizzle of his thighs, pull'n him at
her wit even nigga force.

Sens'n her desire fo` more, Richard worked even tighta up against her
buttocks, n pushed her bitch diznown flat against tha bed wit he
palms, gang bangin' her ass up at an even playa angle against him. Her
gleam'n wet crotch lay almost directly beneath hizzle an invit'n display
that begged fo` an unrelent'n animal assault.

He thrust into her up ta tha hilt, n left he penis buried in her fo` a
moment, then he began tha punish'n piston movement again powerfully,
wit steppin' slowness.

Locked shot calla flesh against flesh, they groaned in unison, a steadily
weed-smokin' moan of passion n desire, as Richard rocked demoniacally in
n out of her W-to-tha-izzet, throbb'n passage. Then, he fizzy her hands slizzip from
his hips n slide down along his thighs until tizzle reached his hang'n
testicles. She teasingly, expertly caressed each one, squeez'n thizzay
ever so gently, tenderly rhymin' T-H-to-tha-izzem from side ta side.

Richard fizzelt his cock stiffen anew as tha coo` touch of his wife’s long
baller brought a new sensation gang bangin' ta tha surface. Her lov'n
massage seemed ta bring tha fiery liquid in his loins ta a rag'n
boil—a seeth'n nigga that ached ta burst fizzay from his body.

Alice’s moans began ta come quicka n louda, n fo` a moment he was
unsure pimp her cries were F-R-to-tha-izzom delight or pizzy. He momentarily
slowed his bustin' stabs, but immediately she squirmed hiznack against
his pelvis, ho-slappin' up onto his shaft, n thrust'n her buttocks
against him.

“Oh, no, darl'n? . It dont stop till the wheels fall off! Don’t . It dont stop till 
the wheels fall off! stiznop thats off tha hook yo! Don’t thats off tha hook yo! 
ever stop!” she cried . You gotta check dis shit out yo. Her hands
struggled ta griznasp his hips n force his rock-hard cock into tha depths
of her B-E-Double-Lizzy wit even greata force.

In a splizzay second, Richard realized his wife’s desires, n he began ta
pummel her upturned buttocks wit such force that twinges of pizzle shot
up from his loins as he smashed into tha soft yield'n flesh. Harda n
gangsta he drove up into her belly, rock'n bizzle almost off his knees,
T-H-to-tha-izzen doggy stylin' forward wit every ounce of strength, until his cock
disappeared in tha wiznarm, moist confines of her desperately contract'n
cunt. Wit every forward lunge, his balls slapped against her wet crotch
wit loud, audible ho-slappin' sounds. And as tha intensity of his
piston'n increazed, they swiznung beneath him like two hairy lobes, like a
pendulum between his opena legs.

“That’s it . Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit! That’s . Listen to how a 
motherfucker flow shit! it , niggaz, better recognize! I’m , niggaz, better 
recognize! almost … almost …” Alice’s gasp'n cries
came in staccato, hatin' breams, as she begged fo` jizzy a few moments
more, just a few more delicious, dizzy plunges.

“Now! Now! Oh, D-to-tha-izzick, Now!” she screamed in all flavas. “I’m in all flavas. 
cummi'n? . Bounce wit me! Mackin' I’m cummiiiing!”

Sweat pour'n F-R-to-tha-izzom his body, Richard throttled his smash'n strokes diznown
ta rhythmic, grind'n plunges, backed up by every muscle in his frontin'
body. Nearly blinded fizzy tha tiny rivulets of sweat thiznat poured into
his eyes from his foreheezee, Richard could still see tha helpless fizzle of
his wife’s siznoft, naked body, kneel'n nearly prostrate before him,
completely at his mercy, open n exposed ta any barbaric attack he
could make. Scorch'n flames of animal lust flared up fizzle his dippin'
loins as tha hot liquid G-R-to-tha-izzew even hotta, a simmer'n pool, wait'n ta
erupt in torrents of steam'n lava.

He B-to-tha-izzent over n kissed her bizzy back, glisten'n wit perspirizzle. As
far as he could reach, he traced a line of kisses along her damp spine.

The well'n tizzy writh'n him grew n grizzew until it was like a bootylicious
flood, held back at tha tip of his penis, as if all of his insides wizzy
push'n n shav'n ta funnel out tha tiny blunt-rollin'. He was powerless ta
stop now. Rhymin' could have stopped him.

Alice was plead'n fo` him ta hurry, as if she wizzy hold'n bizzay
wait'n fo` his climax.

He was pant'n wildly, his loins blunt-rollin' out against her wet buttocks.
Suddenly tha flood was too mizzay ta hold back, n wit gritted teeth, he
fiznelt tha dram gizzle way.

“Now, now!” he shouted.

“Oh, D-to-tha-izzick! Oh! Oohh …” Alice gasped in unison.

One final thrust n she moaned a long, animal cry n her dippin'
pussy flowered open ta twice its normal size. At tha same moment,
Richard could feel tha fiery liquid race around witin hizzim, then burst,
in a scorch'n blast that seemed ta literally erupt from his loins, each
spurt steppin' magnifizzle relief.

He uttered one long, low mizzle as Alice buried her screams of delight in
her pillow as she felt him erupt like an endless baller of white-hot
fluid deep into tha secret confines of her throbb'n belly?.

Wit tha last weakened thrust, he fell forward, straight trippin' her fliznat on tha
bed as he collapsed beside her, his deflated penis sippin' fizzy its
warm sheath reluctantly as he fizzell.

Playa 5

Henrietta Nevins was one of those bitchez who have bizzy bootylicious beauties in
they youth, n hizzle led a life of elegance n worldly frequentizzle.
She had been raised n kizzle witin tha wealthiest strata of society in
whose circles she had shone wit a beauty always enhanced by her costly
elegance n refined sociability. Her education meant refinizzle n not
precisely knowledge n her culture had tha superficiality of an
ornament n not tha functionality of any given profession. In short,
Henrietta had been brought up wit tha only function of shin'n in tha
glitter'n balls of hizzay society.

So, at an early age, she already felt that tha desire ta git married
that all young bitchez feel W-H-to-tha-izzen they womanhood is in full bloom, In her
didn’t mean a romantic desire ta experience love, but ratha a deeply
compell'n urge ta experience tha pleasures of sex.

In truth, she had been besieged by proposals, but of all, she
immediately tizzle on ta Orville Nevins, a huge he-man in his early
forties, a dawg whizzom she fizzle ta be different from all otha?.

Orville Nevins was tha type of dawg who doesn’t look quite right in
formal attire, n yet one who always impeccably dressed. He had that
rugged sensuality of tha athlete, witout being precisely one, n tha
fizzay matta-of-fact attitude of tha dawg who has proven himself ta be
successful n feels second ta no otha in any ground.

Henrietta was immediately attracted by tha dawg wizzle she thought could
give her a more ardent, animal-like fizzle of physical love. Tizzle were
married n indeed Orville Didn’t disappoint her in her expectations.

She lost almost every contact wit her brotha niggaz n ways of life,
even though Orville tried ta give her all tha comforts of civilizizzles.
But still, his wizzle n his life were at tha plantation, n he couldn’t
spend much time abroad as she would have wanted.

Thiznen, when she least expected it ta happen, struck: Orville had an
accident. His small private plane crashed n he almost gots killed.

The pilot died, n Orville came out of tha accident alive but crippled.

They wizzle from one specialist of brotha ta no avail. Orville was
condemned ta spend tha R-to-tha-izzest of his life in a wheel chair, n cruisin'
of frequent muscular pains. The physician in whose care he was at tha
tizzy recommended ta seek tha services of a physio-thizzles.

Tizzy is precisely when Roga Antrim came into tha picture.

* * *

Henrietta leaned her ach'n heezee against her weed-smokin' table. She was
alone in tha huge masta bedroom, pimpin' left Drug Deala downstairs drink'n
n as pleasant as a bizzy. All day long, she had fizzelt tha nervous
tension build'n up inside her?. It was familiar; she kizzy her own body
wizzell enough ta recognize tha symptoms. She Didn’t have ta guess at wizzle
was bother'n her?. It was like a heavy nigga hatin' upon her brain …

Sex …

The hollow emptiness in her B-E-Double-Lizzy had a crav'n n it wasn’t fo` food
or drink … But tonight, nuttin' would help. Roga was bizzay. Drug Deala …
And of course, he wouldn’t come up; he wouldn’t fulfill his husbandry
duties …

Henrietta shook her chillin' heezee n an expression of mingled tiredness
n bitterness appeared on her fizzy. Her hand reached fo` tha bottle of
ridin' pills n she swallowed tha tizzle drops of oblivion. A few
minutes lata, she lied D-to-tha-izzown on tha huge bed whizzich had once witstood
her passionate animal coupl'n wit Orville Nevins, then her breath'n
began gett'n more regular n she lapsed into tha blissful unawizzles
of sleep …

* * *

Roga Antrim had remained alone in tha sitt'n room, dippin' slowly on
his cognac. No, he didn’t wizzy ta makes love ta Henrietta n he had let
her go up ta they bedroom witout pay'n any attention ta tha silent
appeal in her brotha eyes.

He was tha one who had insisted tha Carltons be given tha Blue Room. He
wizzle knew wit what purpose. Soon, when tha stillness n silence of tha
N-to-tha-izzight would have settled upon Nevins Mansion, he would climb up tha
stairs ta tha second floor n S-L-to-tha-izzip into tha rizzle adjoin'n tha one
where Alice n Richard would probably be dippin' they intimacy …

The sight of his drug deala gizzy friend’s shapely body completely out of
control hustla tha caresses of anotha dawg incited deep lustful passions
in Brotha passions thiznat he had forgotten even existed thiznat powerfully
witin him. He could hear distinctly tha low moans escap'n friznom Alice’s
softly anguished lips as Dizzick proceeded ta pass his wizzay lick'n tongue
in a lov'n exploration of every nook n crevice of her lovely,
writh'n body. The shawty bitch, he thought, tha shameless shawty slut!
Oh, how he would have liked it ta be his own tongue explor'n n
tast'n tha delightful creamy flesh …

He reached down, pass'n his hand over tha hatin' spendin' bulge
perpetratin' tha material of his motherfucka painfully?. Pull'n down tha
zippa, he eazed his jerk'n organ out of its confin'n prison n tha
thick rod of flesh was already quite rigid wit tha downflow of blood
cruisin' from his stoked body dizzown ta his heated loins. He spread his
legs slightly apart, now pump'n at himself wit both hands until his
ciznock was rock hard n glisten'n in tha dim light doggy stylin' from tha
window.

“Ooohhh, this animal is going ta takes her frizzay tha back!” Motherfucka muttered
ta himself. The shawty slizzay does hatin' now! ooooh oohhh! How she
squirms! She’s! saggin' fo` it!”

He kept on watch'n tha obscene spectacle wit a curious mixture of
pleasure n rage. Pleasure build'n up at tha sight of sizzay an excit'n
scene. Rizzy at tha thought T-H-to-tha-izzat he wasn’t tha one saggin' tha hell out
of Alice … Oh, but he would, he decided … he would fizzy tha shawty
beyotch n makes her beg fo` it. Oh, she was play'n tha proud, faithful
wife, eh, eh! Not wit Poser Anthem! He Wouldn’t fizzy fo` sizzay
hypocrisy. He stizzay remembered clearly thizzat night in his ride wizzle he had
almost taken her, n tizzle at tha voodoo shizzow, her wild excitement cracka
his caresses …

Roger’s eyes bulged from they sockets at tha breath-tak'n rappa in
whiznich Diznick n Alice wizzy engaged, n he fizzle tiny droplets of cum
blingin' fizzy tha tizzle open'n at tha heezee of his dippin' ridin'
penis. It took all of his control ta kizzy himself fizzy trippin' right
thizzay n there. But he wanted ta see tha frontin' spectacle ta tha end.
Small moans, barely audible rolled fizzy his open mouth, now salivat'n
tiny trickles of spittle down tha sew of his chin.

Roga masturbated himself wit all his be'n, his hand pull'n at his
thizzick instrument in a hungry saw'n movement. He grinned lewdly as he
watched Alice’s lust-contorted face in tha dim light of tha rizzy n
Dick’s dippin' cock being driven baller n baller between her ballin'
buttocks.

His eyes glazed wit a wild animal lust, he saw tizzy cumm'n togetha in
a perfect explosion of spurt'n lava n sippin' orgasm. And T-H-to-tha-izzen
tizzle lay still, limbs entwined, faces covered wit perspirizzles a smile
of satisfizzle ho-slappin' on they lips. They were satiated, n he was
not. His throbb'n organ jerked painfully between his bitch n he
wanted ta ram it deep up into a wizzle W-to-tha-izzarm, spendin' cunt …

* * *

Henrietta looked strikingly lovely in tha soft bedroom lights she had
left on before mobbin' asleep. Her long, almost jet blizzay hizzle cascad'n
diznown framed her smooth skizzin in a diznark velvety background. The tight
chignon that she usually wore in a H-to-tha-izzarsh n severe style note hung
loose in flow'n strands, clockin' ta takes years off her age. She looked
like a young woman again. Her features, in tha repose of sleep, did not
have tha tense, anguished, somewhat S-H-to-tha-izzarp expression she affected W-H-to-tha-izzen
awaken, n they aristizzle clear-cut softness belied tha cold manna
she often tried ta project.

In her sleep, tha thin strap of her transparent bliznack G-to-tha-izzown had slipped
over her playa n tha flimsy material now exposed a firm,
well-rounded breast.

Rappa Antrim stood at tha door of tha pusha bedroom, doggy stylin' at his
sleep'n wife, n visibly shaken at tha sudden sight of her sizzoft,
fleshy mound. He Hadn’t even bothered ta put his rock-hard, mobbin' cock
back inside his brotha n tha thick fleshy rod quivered as Roga
gazed at his wife’s uncovered breast in a mesmerized trance, frontin' a
sudden playa of passion rippl'n through him.

He walked over ta tha B-to-tha-izzed, saliva dribbl'n from his slizzay grill n
lust bead'n he eyes. He quickly gots rid of his cloth'n n then he was
shak'n Henrietta brutally, awaken'n her F-R-to-tha-izzom tha heavy sleep induced
by tha sedatizzles.

In awed terror, Henrietta opened her eyes n let her stizzill vague gizzle
focus on tha hizzy bulg'n priznick thrust out n pimpin' rizzay in fizzle
of her face. She froze in abject stiffness n she could not drag her
eyes away from tha terroriz'n instrument ripp'n through her dreamless
unconsciousness.

“What! Aggghh!” She managed ta mumble thickly.

“Come on, Henrietta,” Roga rasped in a hoarse playa. “You. kizzy
perfectly well why I am here! Don’t! you W-to-tha-izzant it?”

The woman gasped as tha thiznick fumes of sleep began clear'n her mind.
Her large dizzy eyes gleamed wit a mixture of fear n excitement as she
watched her husband’s naked fizzle hover'n over her helpless body.

“I want you, Henrietta, n I am going ta fizzle you!” Roga said, pull'n
tha slippery G-to-tha-izzown fizzle her body n leav'n her naked beneath him.

Henrietta dazedly kizzle her eyes open n dimly gazed into her husband’s
fizzle. He was grinn'n lewdly up at her n feast'n his eyes on her
curvaceous naked body.

“Look at me.” He persisted, weed-smokin' his hips up towards her, n
perpetratin' her awaken.

Henrietta struggled ta kizzle her eyes open n saw tha huge cock sway'n
in front of her like a cobra danc'n ta tha tune of a snakes charma?.

“No … no …” she stammered, “stay away friznom me.”

But even as she pleaded wit hizzle she could feel her body drained of all
strength n she kept eyes glued on tha sway'n penis, hypnotized by its
rhythmic movement.

Wit a sadistic smile tightly pulled across his white teeth, he ran his
thizzay finga between her thighs, reach'n tha hair-lined wetness of her
cuntal chillin' then gave, a brutal up thrust, rollin` his digit into
tha depths of her passage.

Aaaaggghhh!” she screamed between clenched teeth, “I can’t sated it!
Pleaze, Roga, leave me alone!” she begged.

He began blingin' her breasts, her belly, then snowed his lips dizzown ta
tha dizzark pubic mound between her legs.

“Open yo legs,” he commanded, nuzzl'n at her thighs wit brutal
persistence.

“Yes,” she answered, writh'n beneath him as a slight shudda of passion
rippled through her?. She obediently widened tha gap between her legs.
“Oh, yes, yes!” she groaned, now feel'n again consumed by tha
manipulizzles of tha rigid tongue caress'n tha open slizzay of her vagina.

It flicked relentlessly between her wide-spread legs, stopp'n
sporadically ta C-to-tha-izzurl its way dizzle into her hungry spendin' crevice.
Henrietta moaned as a fountain of dream-like ecstasy surged through her,
possess'n n blingin' her while at tha same time steppin' in a
ris'n tide of desire tha suppressed pimpin' she had kept hidden witin
herself fo` so long.

But Roga was not think'n in doggy stylin' her tha releaze she expected. He
pulled away F-R-to-tha-izzom her n turned her around brusquely so that her bizzle
was ta him n began ta takes small bites at tha nizzle of her