Her gaping lips released one breath, then curled into a quivering smile. She burst into laughter, and I laughed with her, such joy welling up from my chest that I didn’t need to know the reason for her mirth. “I’m sorry, Furia,” she sighed, wiping an eye, “this all so fucking surreal to me.” “Me too.” I laughed, “Am I supposed to say something, or…?” “Try taking dirty, maybe that’ll help.” I desperately tried to maintain my composure as I forced my mouth into thug-frown. “Yeah, you like this dick, don’t you, you stupid… fucking… bitch.” She screwed up her face, then threw back her head and roared with laughter. “You try it!” I exclaimed. She struggled to compose herself. “Yeah,” she giggled, covering her face with my palm, “yeah… fuck this tight little pussy with your big-ass dick you big, fucking… dumbass.” “It’s not so easy, is it?!” I tittered, my cock drumming inside her in cadence with my belly-shaking laughter. “Let’s just… let’s just keep our mouths shut.” She giggled. 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