Mr glamrock and or Mr F

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It was a regular day at the casino. King dice was running the place as usual, dealing cards, checking for cheaters, wiping the boss's ass - the usual. It's not like he didn't like it, it's just... the same thing over and over.

"Ayo dicey!" Smack

King dice it his lip, stifling a moan as he felt the harsh whack of skin on his clothed, plump, tight ass. It was him... Montgomery gayter . That crocodile from the new pizzaplex on the other isle.
Monty has some nice claws, but it wasn't as good as....

Dice shook his cube head. He shouldn't think about that.

Taking a breath, dice turned around. "What do you want mongomomomy."
"Ur fat ass on my rac traced dick."
"We all know ur dick is the size of a grape, montgoneary."

And dice walked away. Little did he know someone was watching him... the devil.

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