"Daddy, this is no joke. I want to feel your dong inside of my every crevice" Joaquin said sexily.
Joaquin then bent down on his knees, and began to slowly take off Colonel's belt while staring into Joaquin's eyes longingly. Finally, Colonel's 30 inch chicken-sword came raveling out of his now undone pants, hitting Jaoquin in the face. Joaquin licked his lips longingly, and began to pull back Colonel's foreskin.
"It's as if your foreskin never ends, daddy."
"Thick layers of skin, just like a chicken leg."
Joaquin took a long passionate sniff of Colonel's manhood.
"And it smells like one too! I can't wait to dig in. " Jaoquin smirked.
With everything ready, Joaquin began to slowly lick Colonel's bread crumb covered sack, feeling his tongue run over the hard crumbs. Jaoquin got so turned on that he began to feel his own nipples, occasionally emitting an audible groan of obvious pleasure. Finally Jaoquin stood up, excitedly.
"I can't take it anymore! I need you inside of me!"
Jaoquin ripped off his clothes, revealing a plump, nice ass, and spread open his cheeks to prepare for Colonel's impact. He slid it in slow at first and then began to go up and down faster and faster. Colonel was about to spew and screamed.
"THE GREASE IS LOOSE!"
Colonel finally came, filling joaquin's tight hole with his filthy, white chicken grease.
"Can you spare me anymore juice, Colonel daddy?" Joaquin asked, begging with his puppy dog eyes.
"I could try, but I think my libido is as good as church's fried chicken." (cause it isn't good)
They then both heartily laughed and began passionately kissing while tapdancing at the same time, as "Deepthroat" by cupcaKKe played endlessly in the background.
