THE DONKEY SOLUTION – 2B

THE DONKEY SOLUTION – Part 2b




THE NATURE OF THE DONKEY SEX DEAL




THE PRELUDE TO SOME BEASTLY SEX NEGOTIATIONS:

Hot-X’s mother-in-law, Michelle, had driven over to their condo late last night to help them cope with the public relations nightmare that had occurred during their guest appearance on yesterday’s TMZ celebrity talk show. To their shock and chagrin, during the show its mean spirited, diabolical host had surprised Cappuccino by demanding that she respond to the charges that a virtually unknown, ugly black Rapper, aka Funk-U, had made less that an hour ago, that she had cheated on her husband with him. Before she could get her wits about her, the antagonistic host had displayed on the show’s huge TV screens, several extremely graphic, damningly explicit photos that Funk-U had just released to the press. The pictures showed the two of them in a shadowy hallway, and then in a very cramped bathroom, engaging in wild, raunchy, filthy sex acts that were totally inappropriate for a married woman to be performing with anyone who wasn’t her husband. Unfortunately, when she did try to deny the charges, her scantily dressed attempts to explain it all away made her seem to be guilty as charged.

After Michelle had arrived last night the three of them had stayed up so late trying to come up with a plausible defense against Funk-U’s ribald accusations, and the confirming photos, that Michelle had elected to spend the night in their guest room.

Also viewing last night’s TMZ show had been Mexican billionaire, Don Francisco Ramos, one of the ten richest men in the world. As he had watched the spicy spectacle unfold, The Don had become completely enamored with Cappuccino’s voluptuous body and wickedly sensuous face. Those two fabulous, prick-teasing assets were made even more appealing, in The Don’s mind, by the wild, naughty sex acts she had been accused of performing with that wondrous, over-sexed body of hers, as well as her suck absolutely anything mouth.

As soon as the TMZ show had ended, the super-rich Ramos and his cousin had quickly done an exhaustive internet search on the oft-photographed Cappuccino, which resulted in Don Francisco deciding that he had to have her bring that spectacular body to Tijuana next weekend to star in a three day sex orgy extravaganza that he was throwing for his, well trained to fuck human females, Mexican donkeys.

Accordingly, early this morning The Don had his cousin contact his company’s pussy soliciting San Diego lawyer, Miguel Perez, and direct him to immediately search for, and find, Hot-X’s LA agent, Maury Shine, then go and meet with said agent, today, and make his client an offer he couldn’t refuse, for Cappuccino to be the only female participant in next weekend’s six donkey sex orgy.

Perez had successfully found agent Shine’s address, went to his office, gave him a $50,000 bribe as an incentive bonus to make sure that the slimy, money grubbing Jew would help Perez talk Hot-X into letting his wife participate in the, over-the-top, beastly sex extravaganza. He made sure that Shine didn’t disclose that donkeys would be what Cappuccino would be fucking, electing to hold off on providing that piece of shocking information until he was able to meet with the couple, face to face.

Then, to the astonishment of the well bribed, now very cooperative little rat of a Hollywood theatrical agent, Perez had announced that his client was offering to pay her $3.0 million for her sexual services at the demented orgy. When the sleazy Jew had digested that astounding news, Perez had him call Hot-X and advise him of the offer, then invite he and his wife to come to Shine’s office and go over the details of his client’s proposition.

When Hot-X had shared the news of the offer with his wife and her mother, the wise, financially astute, extremely practical mother-in-law had convinced him that he and Cappuccino should go and meet with the billionaire’s lawyer and hear out the specific terms of the offer, and find out exactly what kind of, undoubtedly demeaning, sex acts she would be required to perform to earn that enormous amount of money.

This course of action having been agreed upon, the very excited Cappuccino had purposefully dressed herself up to flagrantly flaunt her voluptuous wares. When they were ready to leave for Shine’s office, X had invited his fable-bodied, ex-porn star mother-in-law to go with them to provide the Mex lawyer with a second fantastic body to ogle and be tempted by, while she listened to the terms of the deal and then give them her wise counsel and advice. More than willing to be supportive in any and every way necessary, Michelle had readily agreed to go and do all she could to help them out, including letting the Mexican lawyer fuck her curvaceous body, if that was needed to help close the deal.

MEETING THE MERCHANDISE:

When ready to leave, they decided that Michelle would drive them to Shine’s office and then, after the meeting was over, she would go directly home to her husband while they grabbed a taxi back to their condo. As he rode in the back seat of Michelle’s Jaguar, X was quite relieved that he had allowed his mother-in-law to talk him into letting Cappuccino get screwed for the $3.0 million the ultra-rich Mexican was offering her, no matter what kind of, so far undefined, sex acts she would be forced to perform for him. With that major decision having been made, X was now looking forward to signing the agreement then relaxing until it was time for him to go and enjoy watching his sensationally stacked, prick teasing wife get royally screwed over by, what he assumed would be, a bunch of rich, gang-banger Mexicans, in Tijuana next weekend.

Meanwhile, in the front seat of Michelle’s luxury sedan, the two stunning, superbly curved, provocatively dressed, very adaptable sexpots were also very happy with the decision, and were now just anxious to find out what type of sexual debauchery the mega-rich Mexican planned to put Cappuccino through to earn the $3.0 million. The practical minded mother and daughter both very well knew that, even if the couple wasn’t in financial trouble as a result of Cappuccino’s unrestrained, rampant promiscuity, the Mexican’s offer was way too much money for the daughter to turn down, period. They were of like mind that Cappuccino had to take the money being offered, and then submit herself to the hard fucking that would undoubtedly follow.

When Michelle pulled up in front of the agent’s office building there were no parking spaces available, so she told them to get out and go on in and she would find a parking spot and then join them in the agent’s office. X scrambled out of the back seat and opened the passenger door just as Michelle reached over and ran her left hand under her daughter’s short skirt and, palm up, onto her silken crotch, then gave the puffy lipped pussy a warm squeeze, as she said, “Go up and strut your stuff, honey, and make that Mexican lawyer’s eyes pop out. And remember, darling, today’s operative word is “YES”, so lets do whatever we have do to close this deal.” “I will, mother, and you get your body up there, quick, and start tempting the Mex lawyer and making him horny for some of your action. A piece of your ass might help close the deal more favorably,” she giggled. Then, with a big smile, she gave her mother a torrid, passionate, drooling, very incestuous, French kiss, obviously not for the first time.

Cappuccino got out of the car and the couple went inside then took the elevator up to Shine’s reception room. The secretary buzzed the agent and told him that they were here, then waived for them to go right on in.

Seconds later the Mexican billionaire’s attorney, and Hot-X’s disheveled little toad agent watched the famous couple come through the doorway, Hot-X first; followed by the most spectacular woman’s body Perez had ever seen, in person, in his whole life. Perez shook hands with X and then walked around the perfumed stack of outlandish curves the Rapper had brought with him, looking his white wife’s magnificent body over, from head to toe, before exclaiming, “God damn, man, your wife looks even better in person than she did in the very hot, revealing, steamy, risqué photographs I have been looking at since early this morning.”

X acknowledged the compliment then said to his luscious bride of ten years, “Well baby, since Mr. Perez is here to proposition us for the use of your body, why don’t you go ahead and show it off to him, up close and personal.”

Almost drooling, Perez watched the miraculously formed, sinfully delicious female body undulate towards him, looking like it had just stepped out of a dirty magazine cover, as he ogled her swaying curves and the whore-purple, very short skirted, cleavage displaying, mini dress that her 5’2”, 130 pound, 39DDD-24-40 body was packaged in. She stopped in front of the very impressed lawyer and struck a few suggestive poses, letting him fully enjoy the very close up view of her absolutely killer body. During the stimulating prick-teasing show, Perez noticed the same thing he had seen in the many photos of her that he’d been looking at; besides having an incredible set of curves, the erotically sensuous look on her face would give a stone statute a hard on. Her pouty mouthed, I’m doable, expression looked like she was begging for someone to stuff a stiff prick in her mouth. If you looked up the word “fuck” in the dictionary, her full length, minimally clothed picture should be the wordless definition you found. He thought to himself, “Jesus, what a fabulous fuck she’s going to be, those lucky damned donkeys were in for one hell of a good time.”

When he was through visually inspecting the dazzling merchandise, the blonde sex goddess stepped up and gave him a full lipped kiss right on the mouth, slipping him some wicked wet tongue while she rubbed her lush body against his, giving him a full feel of the spectacular assets he was there to rent for next weekend’s three day orgy of sex.

While he was getting the torrid tongue job, and the full body massage that was resulting from her dry humping him, he smiled to himself that he’d been exactly right about this gorgeous, over-sexed slut, the $3.0 million was just too much money for her to turn down, so all that was left for him to do was skillfully introduce the news to them that she would be getting deep fucked, in every way possible, by a bunch of ugly, horny Mexican donkeys in Tijuana next weekend.

He looked over at her watching husband and, from the pleased smile on his face, Perez could tell that the Rapper wasn’t going to take much persuading at all to agree to let his wife get donkey fucked. Hell, X was already in the process of handing his lush bodied marital partner over to him on a silver platter. As a result, Perez’s confident mind was already drifting to the, soon to occur, moment when he turned X’s curvaceous wife over to the disgusting little Jew agent, so he could watch the sleazy little asshole get sexual revenge on X’s hot assed wife for always treating him like the repulsive little piece of shit he really was. Perez could hardly wait to see her magnificent body getting mounted, used, abused, ravished and demeaned by the ugly little bastard, as Shine crudely collected on Perez’s, personally self-serving, final bribe of the day.

Primed for that dirty sex show, it was time for him to disengage himself from Cappuccino and then tell the couple the beastly terms of his client’s sex proposition. Reluctantly, he pried Cappuccino’s hot, squirming body away from his, then led her over to the sitting area, where he said, “Honey, you sit your sweet ass down here on the couch, right across from Maury, and keep your motor running, and X, you sit beside her and lets get started talking about the specific details of the proposition my client is making you.”

Smiling wickedly, Perez started the meeting by saying, “Before we go into the negotiations, X, let me give you my personal observation about the situation you find yourself in. Based on what I have seen and heard so far, I must urge you to take my client’s offer because your sizzling hot, voluptuous wife looks and acts like she is guilty of everything she’s being accused of, and much more. I warn you that the day that sex tape is leaked out you are toast, my friend so, unless you get rid of the Funk-U sex tape problem, no one is ever going to believe that she hasn’t cuckolded you, many times over.

A MIND-BOGGLING MOTHER JOINS THE SEX MEETING:

At that moment, Shine’s secretary buzzed him on the intercom and announced that there was someone else here to attend the meeting. Jumping in, X quickly explained to Perez that it was Cappuccino’s mother, Michelle, who was out in the reception room, and that they had invited her to attend the meeting and hear the details of the offer his client was making, so she could give he and her daughter her advice and counsel about what they should do.

Surprised, to say the least, the lawyer finally just shrugged his shoulders, so Maury called out, “Send her in.” Moments latter all four of them watched a two inch taller version of Cappuccino erotically undulate into the room. The gorgeous, awesomely stacked mother was wearing a pair of, beyond skin tight, white pants that looked like they had been spray painted onto her plush lower body, plus a very low-cut red top that confidently displayed the full cleavage of her huge, jutting, jiggling rack. Her sensual, ass swinging strut was accentuated by the 4 inch high, backless, white platform wedges she was wearing. She was hot with a capital H and looked like the ultimate MILF/Cougar.

Maury immediately leapt to his feet, open mouthed, his eyes glued to the full blown body of the astounding female creature that was swaying towards them, while Perez looked her up and down and uttered a very impressed, “Damn!”

Maury immediately went up to the bodaciously built mother who, in her high heeled wedges, was 4 inches taller, and 10 pounds heavier than he was. He draped a skinny arm around her lush hips and, while staring at her spectacular cleavage, blurted out, “Where in the hell have they been keeping you all these years? My God, woman, you are an absolute knockout.”

Michelle, different from her daughter, did not act at all repulsed by the ugly little Jew laying his clammy hands on her body. During the two years she had made porn movies, she had often been filmed giving it up to ugly bosses who used her body in every nasty way the Directors could dream up. In the movie plots these make believe bosses were usually joined by males playing the role of a relative or a business partner, or both, guys who were just as ugly looking as the nauseating looking bosses were. Early in her career the movie company had found that the uglier and big dicked the guys were who fucked her, the higher her porn movies got rated and the more they sold, so it was a formula that they had stuck with, religiously. As a result, she had spent untold hours on her knees looking up at the ugly faces of the creepy little bastards who had their cocks stuffed in her mouth, getting one of her hot, drooling, skillful, deep-throated blow jobs, before all the other male cast members were told to jump in and gang bang her to a multi-pricked, cum splattering finale. Each time one of the repulsive little cruds had stuck his over-sized cock in her, any where the director told them too, she had wondered how the porn company management had been able to find so many ugly men with really big cocks for her to orally service and then get plowed by. She did have to admit that all those big cocks and ugly sex partners had honed her into being a fabulously skilled, completely uninhibited, man pleasing slut. She had gone on to use these hard earned skills to successfully become a trophy wife, a position in life that fortunately required the same female characteristics.

While she was letting Shine cop some feels, Perez had sidled up to her and declared, “You couldn’t possibly be Cappuccino’s mother, you look more like you’re her sister.” He looked her over some more then observed, “Shit, it is very obvious where your daughter got all those spectacular curves of hers. That is one hell of a body and face you’ve got on you, baby. Hell you look like you should be joining your daughter in the Tijuana, not just giving her your advice.”

A few more impressed looks also told him that, from the hot way the mother acted, and the erotic expression she had on her face, as well as the whorish way she was dressed, her daughter had not just inherited her magnificent body shape from her buxom mother, he was now absolutely sure that Cappuccino’s sex addicted brain had also came from this, former porn queen, as well. Together they looked like two gorgeous, swinging twin Cunts going someplace to get screwed.

Maury was now standing directly behind the sensationally stacked mother, with his hand up between her legs feeling up her tightly encased crotch, as she heard the lawyer say, quizzically, “You look familiar to me, somehow. It seems to me that I have seen you somewhere before?” X quickly explained to the curious Mexican, “Michelle used to be in the movies and you may be remembering her from the underground B-movie cult classic, Psycho Maniak. She posed for the publicity photo they used to advertise the movie. She was wearing a skin tight orange jumpsuit, and they shot the photo from directly behind her. “Oh, sweet Jesus,” Perez exhaled, “You are absolutely right, X.” While Shine continued to manually prime her crotch, Perez took another tour around the mother’s super lush body, then said, “Damn, honey, that was the most unbelievable ass cheeks picture I have ever seen and I had that photo of your spectacular ass up on my bedroom wall for years. He pushed Shine out of the way and put a hand on each superb ass cheek and then said, in amazement, “And here that very same ass is, stuffed into a pair of incredibly tight white pants, standing right here in front of me.