“Ha! Thought you were a ‘big man’ now that you’re out of college, huh?! Thought you could ‘rizz me up and take that fat ass to poundtown,” huh?! Can’t keep up with me now! I’ve drained those balls three times now and I’m not done yet! So shut the fuck up and take it like a ‘big man!’”

Beatrix would often head down to the local brothel to completely let herself go.

Locked in to the wall, nothing showing except her fat, breedable ass and thick thighs. Her tip jar overflowed with cash just as her pussy overflowed with load after load.

Take a number, she’ll be right with you.

“F-fuck!”

“I’m sorry! Am I being too rough?”

“No, I just came again. Keep going! We’re not done until neither of us can walk.”

“Y-yes ma’am!”

“That’s Mistress to you, cutie.”

“Yes Mistress!”

Oh no! It seems Beatrix accidentally texted you a video! And with it was a few words that made you consider replying.

“Lol check this out, Sara. The dude I took home the on Tuesday really gave me the business. I could barely walk afterwards lmao.
Want his number?”

“YES! YES! YES! You gonna bust inside me, hun? Are you ready to pump me full of that thick baby batter? C’mon…That’s it…You’re almost there, I can feel it! Just a few more pumps and you’re all mine, cutie-pie! C’mon! Pump a baby into my belly!”

“M-MORE! MORE! FILL ME UP TILL I FUCKING BURST!!”