Its Big Shug on a Big Shag Rug

You open your door and you see Big Shug all naked and sprawled out on a Big Shag Rug. "Come on, Baby" she says in her syrupy southern twang.

Big Shug is hot but she never quite smells right.

Insects all nestled into the wads of body fat, small but very conscious, but not that small, eeehhhh

Bug Shaker get the fuck out my room, You yell

She holds two giant tits with fat pink nipples, she has an expert grasp and works the monsters to stand firm. "You know you like it when I am itchin' the most."

Its true. The psycho toxins secreted by the sleeping beetles does transfer through the mucous membranes. It is not long before your face is buried in that slightly putrid crotch sucking the alkaloids from Big Shug's fat pussy.

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