>>22486907Imagine doing edibles with Fatty. With a glint in his eye and that low raspy voice you love so much, he invites you to the bathroom. You get aroused, knowing what he wants. Anticipation burns within you as you follow him to the cramped, moist room. That's when he presses his pudgy finger against the mirror and, leaving a grease stain on the glass, tells you "I wanna fuck you in front of the mirror. I want you to look at yourself while I fuck that ass." That was all it took for your clothes to come off. He straddles you and gets ready to jump your bones in front of your own reflection. As you bend over and he holds you up by your ass, you see him struggle to get his dick out from under his fupa. Both his hands are already full... He tries to get his fupa on your back wuth momentum. He fails, and fails again. With one clumsy yet mighty shove, he thrusts upward, and your head is sent crashing into the mirror, breaking it. Shocked, Fatty drops you. Dozens of little glass shards are encrusted into your forehead and your hands are covered in blood. Now in a bad trip, Fatty panicks, running around the room with his fatrolls flailing. His screeches echo into the hallway, meanwhile you try to fix up your face the best you can, trembling and crying. You turn your head and, barely able to see through the blood and tears, you see Ben peaking through the doorframe, alerted by the commotion. He seems disturbed by the sight of you and Fatty, naked and sweaty as you two are. "I can't leave you retards alone for a second" he scorns.
