"Come sniff a line off of my cock."

The Harley Quinn tight outfit is still hugging you in places as you walk over to Fat G. You watch the man spread a thick line of coke along his long, thick, dark, meaty shaft. The white powder contrasts against the black skin. You kneel between his legs and press the tip of your nose into the thick vein.

"Fuck. That's a good girl. Sniff a few lines off my dick."

"Yes daddy. Anything for you." You inhale the strong scent of the coke, the powder burning the surface of your nostril. You are high, and your senses are numb. Your lips part, and you lick the thick vein. You can taste the saltiness of the cumin and the bitter white substance.

"That's right, lick my cock. I want a nice, clean cock." He said, stroking the shaft and slapping it against your soft pink lips. You look up and into his eyes, and you can tell the man is in total control. These guys have been fucking your young life up. The weed, the coke, and the hormonal pills are all cursing through your bloodstream. Fat G-cock makes a gesture of waning back and forth in front of your face.

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