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Authors: Dustin Mcwilliams
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“But...but I could buy a half a gram for that much at my dealer's house, and-”
“Does this look like your fucking dealer's house!?”
Jenny May's bottom lip quivered violently. He didn't want to display any anger toward her, but her idiocy was annoying him. Sixty dollars would be more than enough to cover such a poor grade of meth. But he knew he could get more out of her. There was an instinct within him to always try to get more. Plus, he had to get back at Tasha somehow.
“I...I can give you what I have and do something for you to pay off the rest, if you want.”
Scar wanted her to spell it out. “What are you going to do for me?”
“I can go down on you. That would be worth forty bucks, right?”
“Depends on how good of a job you do.”
She swallowed loudly again and picked at a scab on her face. She talked very confidently, but her non-verbal actions clearly showed how nervous she was. The girl truly believed she would walk in, buy a half gram of potent meth, and walk out in a simple and clean fashion. Who knows what that bitch Tasha told her. He'd have to find a different girl or girls to fool around with in his down time. Tasha had her perks; large breasts, a fairly big ass, and jet black hair. But there would always be others. That was another piece of advice his late older brother gave to him.
Taking a seat on the couch, Scar slammed back the remaining vodka, then sat the empty glass down on the coffee table, along with the bag of meth. After pushing the table back a bit, he took out his penis and scrotum, placing them over the stringed band of his shorts. A look of awe came over Jenny May's face. It was the same exact look most women display when they see the size of his cock. Even now, as well-traveled as he was sexually, it still made him smile to see that surprising expression. He was a large man in every facet.
Scar primed himself by rubbing his shaft and balls. When he felt he was adequately engorged, he motioned for Jenny May to come over. Knowing what it would take to get her fix, she fell to her knees and immediately took him inside her mouth. He inhaled through his mouth, then slowly exhaled through his nose, savoring the feeling of her warm lips around his member.
Yet, the novelty of the deed quickly wore off. He couldn't tell if she wasn't experienced, or if her style just wasn't to his approval. There was the sneaking suspicion that she was experienced to this type of payment for drugs, which also caused his libido to lessen. Regardless, he did his best to persevere, hoping he could will himself to cum quickly. He tried to imagine someone hotter and more voluptuous broad sucking his cock, but nothing was working.
Taking a break, Jenny May looked at him with a quirky smile on her face. “I have a question.”
“What?”
“Tasha told me your name is actually Scarborough Fair. Is that true?”
His left hand swiftly grabbed her jaw, with his thumb on one side and his index and middle fingers squeezing on the other side. He knew he could crush the hinges easily. The term ‘strong as an ox,’ fit him to a tee. Jenny May's eyes welled with tears instantly. He had no idea how she found out about his name. Hell, Scar wasn't even sure how Tasha found out about his full name. It caused him to be teased by other children growing up, but as he grew bigger and stronger, the heckling ceased. Especially after other kids found out about the beating would-be bullies received. Now, only the courageous or uninformed would call him by his full name. When he heard his entire name spoken, he would instinctively become violently angry. As the years went by, the amount of time he was angry would recede. He had grown mature enough to realize that a name was just a name. Even the most laughable and feminine of names could be salvaged by the man with the title. He was living proof of that.
Scar was still slightly angry as he loosened his grip on her jawbone. Breaking her bone would be a rather messy
“Does this look like your fucking dealer's house!?”
Jenny May's bottom lip quivered violently. He didn't want to display any anger toward her, but her idiocy was annoying him. Sixty dollars would be more than enough to cover such a poor grade of meth. But he knew he could get more out of her. There was an instinct within him to always try to get more. Plus, he had to get back at Tasha somehow.
“I...I can give you what I have and do something for you to pay off the rest, if you want.”
Scar wanted her to spell it out. “What are you going to do for me?”
“I can go down on you. That would be worth forty bucks, right?”
“Depends on how good of a job you do.”
She swallowed loudly again and picked at a scab on her face. She talked very confidently, but her non-verbal actions clearly showed how nervous she was. The girl truly believed she would walk in, buy a half gram of potent meth, and walk out in a simple and clean fashion. Who knows what that bitch Tasha told her. He'd have to find a different girl or girls to fool around with in his down time. Tasha had her perks; large breasts, a fairly big ass, and jet black hair. But there would always be others. That was another piece of advice his late older brother gave to him.
Taking a seat on the couch, Scar slammed back the remaining vodka, then sat the empty glass down on the coffee table, along with the bag of meth. After pushing the table back a bit, he took out his penis and scrotum, placing them over the stringed band of his shorts. A look of awe came over Jenny May's face. It was the same exact look most women display when they see the size of his cock. Even now, as well-traveled as he was sexually, it still made him smile to see that surprising expression. He was a large man in every facet.
Scar primed himself by rubbing his shaft and balls. When he felt he was adequately engorged, he motioned for Jenny May to come over. Knowing what it would take to get her fix, she fell to her knees and immediately took him inside her mouth. He inhaled through his mouth, then slowly exhaled through his nose, savoring the feeling of her warm lips around his member.
Yet, the novelty of the deed quickly wore off. He couldn't tell if she wasn't experienced, or if her style just wasn't to his approval. There was the sneaking suspicion that she was experienced to this type of payment for drugs, which also caused his libido to lessen. Regardless, he did his best to persevere, hoping he could will himself to cum quickly. He tried to imagine someone hotter and more voluptuous broad sucking his cock, but nothing was working.
Taking a break, Jenny May looked at him with a quirky smile on her face. “I have a question.”
“What?”
“Tasha told me your name is actually Scarborough Fair. Is that true?”
His left hand swiftly grabbed her jaw, with his thumb on one side and his index and middle fingers squeezing on the other side. He knew he could crush the hinges easily. The term ‘strong as an ox,’ fit him to a tee. Jenny May's eyes welled with tears instantly. He had no idea how she found out about his name. Hell, Scar wasn't even sure how Tasha found out about his full name. It caused him to be teased by other children growing up, but as he grew bigger and stronger, the heckling ceased. Especially after other kids found out about the beating would-be bullies received. Now, only the courageous or uninformed would call him by his full name. When he heard his entire name spoken, he would instinctively become violently angry. As the years went by, the amount of time he was angry would recede. He had grown mature enough to realize that a name was just a name. Even the most laughable and feminine of names could be salvaged by the man with the title. He was living proof of that.
Scar was still slightly angry as he loosened his grip on her jawbone. Breaking her bone would be a rather messy
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