The Honey Dill Man of The Poverty Gang of The West

As Rachael entered the town of Cherilee on west avenue, she kept feeling this honey like substance coming from her fallopian tubes. As she thought it was menstrual blood, she digressed and kept walking but had an eerie feeling in her stomach. She walked passed a diner and noticed that everyone was rather wetback or black in the dinner, knowing in her mind she might be the only white female in the town, she ran to the nearest hotel to keep shelter for getting drilled from the spooks.

She entered the hotel and there was a deep stench of honey and 3 week old semen of a 72 year old mans jock strap. Remembering the honey feeling in her not so long ago, she didn't feel safe in this town but it was too late for her to leave. Her room consisted of a bathroom, kitchen and queen bed. The room began to smell like honey but it was stronger than the other times. Thinking she smelled like honey, she jumped in the shower to wash of the the honey stank.

She stepped in the shower and began to wash her most private of areas. Going back thinking of her husbands death and her family abandoning her as a child, she needed pleasure for her long weekend in the town all alone. She grabbed a loofah from the shower head, rinsed it in the water and began to rub her clit with the loofah. As the orgasms got louder and louder, her asshole clench and clench. Her nipples getting to look like pepperonis that have been drenched in salt and hydrochloric acid. Stroke after stroke, scream after scream. Soon after about 65 minutes of pure pleasure, Rachael releases a large geyser of cum. Rachael went to wipe of the cum from her belly and floor, but then she found out the cum was actually honey. She than runs out of the shower, somewhat tripping over the shower curtains and stepping in the honey. Once she entered the kitchen, a man with leather laces coming from his dick grabbed Rachael by the thighs and strapped her on to the bed in a weird sex position.

The man had of been 40 or 50, but she couldn't tell, she just wanted to get out of this hotel. The man reached his hand and starting to rub her thighs and slowly went up to feel her tender breast. As he touched the breast, he spread a dab of honey on the areola and started to slurp it up. After the breast manipulation, he started to flick Rachaels clitoris with a spoon filled with honey. As her pelvis pumped up and down with satisfaction, she wanted to be over with. Once the man was done, she started to realize there were herpe like lumps growing fast on her pussy lips and tits. The lumps began to turn into little 2 inch tall men wearing gimp suits. The men started to do tribal dances on her ass cheeks and started to gnaw at her nipples.

As the old man left Rachael to the gimp men, he started to pull out something Rachael hasn't seen ever in her life. The man started to rub honey on this 10 foot dildo that was black and studded. He's approached Rachael and the gimps and the gimps jumped into the dildo disappearing. The man slowly inserted the long dill into Rachaels vagina. As it entered the stomach, her throat felt like it was widening, noticing the dildo was slowly coming out of her mouth.

As the didlo came out her mouth, she was choking. Rachael had choked on cock before, but this one was too extreme let alone too kinky and painful. She felt a rumbling in her stomach. The rumbling felt like a thigh master and a long vibrator on extreme vibrate. Rachael noticed that she was getting bigger and bigger. Rachael than bloated to the point that she popped like a condom with too much air in it. Honey splatters and gimp men flew out of Rachaels carcass. The man and gimps starting to eat the leftover honey and blood from the incident. The old man than ate the gimps like gummy bears, digging them out of his teeth after devouring the men. The old man threw a rose and a jar of honey on her remains and began to exit the room.