Barry's POV
He walked in and pinned me against the wall,"I wanna here yeh scream my name"
"Yes shr-"
"It's daddy shrek from now on" he spoke seductively, he then out is 25 inch onion and stuck it in my fat beautiful bee bussy.
"EUAGH! Ugh shrek"
"What did ye just call meh!?"
I froze. His monster green slong stretching out my tight, wet, hive grown arse, came to a stop.
"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm s-s-s-sorry daddy"
"Be a good bee Barry, don't scream... or do"
He the threw me 20,000,000,000 ft across the room, but barry isn't like other bees, no. He stayed looking jazzy, his stinger sharper than ever.
"Ya like jazz" I spoke, in a not so foolish attempt to seduce him, as he replied in a low, roar; "ye have no idea what yoo do to meh"
He then began ruthlessly pounding his fat onion into me. "OÖHhÆ shrek" I said melting into him the oger spilled his hot sticky lime juice onto his fat bussy as mine shot from my jazzy stinger.
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