She was about to drink when he held up his hand. “One thing more. Will you lick my ass crack while you jerk me off and then open your mouth to drink my c*m. Will you thank me and beg me to f**k your pretty white cunt?”
Maureen’s face reddened. She looked at Big Daddy pleading with her eyes but his face was impassive. She turned back to the General shaking her head, “Please, oh please General Shuka, I couldn’t. I really couldn’t do that.”
To her surprise he smiled. “Very well then,” he lifted his glass. All three of them drank. Suddenly, Maureen felt dizzy. The room began to spin. The last thing she remembered before passing out was seeing the General grinning at Big Daddy who wasn’t smiling back.
