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After Jasmine showered, she was having brunch, having burned a ton of calories the night before, when Peyton joined her.
Peyton smiled, "I told you her bark was worse than her bite. You didn't even get bitten. Horse fucked yes, but not bitten. Hehe. But if you're up for a bite, I'm on break."
Jasmine smiled, "I could use one more bite."
EPILOGUE 2:
As Jasmine drove along two hours later, after eating Peyton and Piper once more for the road, and taking Joe's fat cock up her twat (the word so nasty and yet so fucking hot), she got a text from Piper.
Slut,
I expect you to write this story and publish it.
Jasmine texted back:
Yes, Mistress.
THE END!!
Author's Note:
And now... three months later... the story is published for all to read... and... I'm going to Ottawa in a few days and may have to make a stop along the way.
- COMMENTS
4chuckssiteover 1 year ago286. Rather slow developing story, but interesting. I’d like to read about Jasmine’s next trip.
Tangomoreabout 2 years agoLove Jasmine's character. Piper is an addictive character. The play is masterful to the rasist bitch. What a bunch of sluts.
Anonymousalmost 3 years agoI can't fucking believe you live in Ottawa too, that's where I stay. I wonder if I've ever passed you by at all.. Crazy, knowing such a wild slut is lurking the same streets
Anonymousabout 3 years agoAwesome you did a First Nations story. You are going to write more, eh?
