Chapter 7
"In the End there will be one, the lowest of the low of men that will unite all men and women to form a more perfect world with Maman Areolae as Goddess Queen"
-Ejaculate Jubilation Cum Secretion Omega
(Book of the Lost Masterbation)
Mongo dikk was mighty, Mongo dikk was strong. But Goddess Maman Areolae was thick, Goddess Maman Areolae was wet as a river, puddled the land like a lake, p*ssy tighter than the curl on a sheep's head. She was a Goddess born from the vessel of a 4c dark skinned black women with Big Black Areolas and black elbows. Oh how her elbows was black and how they caused her strife. Sold to the bowling ball body King Maston Dominance who denied her sexually and her crown, she would be more than Queen, she would be Goddess Queen once Mongo the Strong dikk, the new crowned King from the Goddess of Big Black Areolae crowns him and brings peace to the lands and banish the evil King.
Mongo mounted the Goddess missionary and parted her fleshy, chocolate, satin soft skin of flower petals. He took his swollen hard dikk hard that dripped and dripped a silk webbing and brushed up against her bean, taking the heavy weighted fukk stick, he tapped repeatedly over her bean and even licked the mounted flesh between the top of the lips and slurped and savored her nectar as the Goddess's moan rumbled the lands and blew away her adorning worshippers. All that stood left was Mongo due to his restored prophecy of fate. He thrusted inside of her warm, drenched Goddess p*ssy, and her walls sporadically tightened, clinching his staff of Jubilation, his rod of man and forcing him to make his scepter flinch and jump as she could feel the veins pulse and he plunged deeper, feeling sensation that a man never felt before, sensations that will reverberate through time. Mongo the Strong, once Mongo the Chained also known as Mongo the Crippled was fukking a Goddess. He flipped her over as he stared down at her back and bubbled wide hip big booty she commanded, "fukk me you strong, fat, black dikk muthafukka. Make this Goddess p*ssy cum! I wanna feel it shoot! Make me cum!" Mongo did as told and the back shot sounded like war drums. Each pound was the judgment of a King and the symphony of a whores sexual wailing made pure and explicit by a Goddess. Her big black areolas looked like flesh dipped in tar and her nipples looked like strawberries sitting on pancakes. Just big and thick and veiny her breasts were as they swanged and swayed from each pounding. Until the heavens trembled and Mongo the Strong dikk painted her walls with a debilitating wail the raging beast was succumbing to a higher being, the Goddess Maman Areolae. And his crown was glowing on his head.
Mongo slept in the field with the deceased bodies of her worshippers scattered for 5 days and 5 nights. On the 6th day Mongo retook the throne and thus I became Queen...but also a Goddess. The Goddess Queen of Mongo the Strong dikk. As for the King Maston Dominance, Mongo spared him and he was banished with the corpse of his 10 children and 6 wives.
