“Emma!” Evon hollered.
I rushed from the kitchen to the bedroom to see Evon completely naked spread-eagled on the bed. His penis was huge and looked as hard as a rock pointing straight at the ceiling. My mouth watered, my vagina weeped, and my eyes popped-opened glued to the monster.
“Do you want it?” Evon taunted.
“Of course I do! I’m dying here. You’ve been torturing me ever since we got here.” I replied angrily.
“You don’t deserve it. How much do you want it?”
“I haven’t seen or touch or suck a dick, let alone fuck a dick since the last time I saw you.”
“Neither have I.”
“Fuck you.” I laughed.
“If I find out you haven’t been faithful to me, I will kill you. Then I will take your kidneys.” Evon threatened
“Why my kidneys?”
“Because your heart is already taken.”
“Never mind. Shut up and go put on your red lipstick.” Evon commanded.
I was a little confused but I obeyed. I carefully painted on my favorite Mac lipstick called Russian roulette. My lips looked candy-apple red, fat and puffy, almost like it was injected with silicone.
“What’s taking so long? Hurry.” Evon yelled.
“What’s the rush? We’ve got all night.” I mumbled still trying to paint on the lipstick without going over my lip line.
“I’ve got three other sluts waiting in the basement.”
Totally forgetting about the lipstick, I rushed the bed with a fists clenched. Before I had a chance to throw the first punch, Evon had me on my back and his penis inside me in one smooth motion.
I screamed at the scalding heat and the painful stretching.
From Thousand-Year-Old Dream: Ad Astra