>>91709360>Amelia cockThat's no good. I need some build up for that. Something to really get the engine going, like having Mr Rogers terrified of what his loose lips brought forth as Amelia walks into the room a giant bulge tenting her dress. Sweat pours from his face as Amelia mockingly smiles as she starts to unwrap the cock.
Mr. Rogers falls to the floor and begs her to stop, apologizing for making her do this. Amelia thanks him for getting on his knees, as it's easier to see her country famous cock from that height.
Rogers keeps his head to the floor, praying to the gods that brought forth this agent of chaos into his life. He's suffered enough, surely he had, he gasped. Please leave me be!
But only silence answered.
Rogers, afraid to look towards his surroundings, heard the rustling of clothes and knew his time was up. Amelia walked behind his prostrate form and grabbed his hips.
A heavy weight hits the crack of ass. He submits.
He felt a sharp pain on his ass. Amelia apologizes for her pecker, as it has a mind of its own. Mr. Rogers continues to feel sharp jabs, but they weren't hitting him anywhere near the proper opening. He feels nails dig into each buttock and the jabs moving up his back. Confused, he turns around only to have the rooster peck him in the eye.
He falls to floor for the second time today. With one hand he pulls himself up, as the other is nursing his injured eye. Goddamn it Amelia, he screams, you are nothing but a pain in my ass.
On it sir, says Amelia, as she holds Roger's hips tight once more. The weight returns, although it feels heavier. He pulls the arm away from his eye to bat the chicken off his back, but before he has a chance to register the veiny flesh gripped in his hand he sees the largest cock he's ever seen pecking at the floor boards.
Oh Bugger.
