Call Of Booty – Female Required

Call Of Booty – Female Required

My boyfriend and I are massive gamers. We own almost every gaming console we can get our hands on. Our modems are custom-made, with 1 TB RAM and a water cooling filter. When I heard that there was a downloadable couples version of Call Of Duty called Call Of Booty – Female Required. I had to download it for us. On Christmas morning, I dressed up as a sexy secret Santa and stood in front of the t.v. “I present to you! COB – Female Required!” I said as I moved away from the screen. “Why is it COB, babe? Are you positive this is the right game?”. He always acts like I know nothing! Once he saw how upset, Doug told me to sit and play. As we set up the user agreements, The tv camera came on and asked for a video of us consenting to the rules and regulations.

Call Of Booty – Let The Trolling Begin

The game allowed us to pick our styles as soon as we finished the user agreement. Doug pointed out to me that the avatars looked like us in camouflage. Once we hit start, The game spawned us into a jungle. We could hear a bunch of guys over our headsets. Before we could figure out what we should do, one guy found us and shot me before I had time to move. The guy’s voice echoed through the headset. “We’re getting some white pussy tonight, boys!” confused, Doug asked them what they meant. The men laughed. “did you not read what you signed? Or the fact that it says call of booty – female required!?” Doug laughed nervously “who reads all that!?” he said. The men laughed at him again.

“Listen, if we win, we get to fuck your girl. If you win, we don’t get to do shit!” I was curious, so I asked, “how many of you are there? And what do you guys look like?” one guy answered for them. “Four of us, and we’re hung, horny, black, and thirsty for some white pussy!”

Cheated Out Of Call Of Booty

I looked straight at Doug, covered my mic, and said to him, “we better fucking win this game unless you want to watch me get stuffed with four huge black dicks!” his eyes went wide, and he nodded and started to play. As the game went on, Doug looked at me and asked, “hey babe, that can’t do that, right!? Like, the guys are just fucking with us!” I looked at the score. We had five kills less than them. Nervous, I look at Doug, “I hope it was just a joke!” I could hear the guys saying they were close to winning, and they could practically taste and smell me. I heard one guy snicker and then headshot both of us suddenly. Once we spawned, one voice yelled, “SURPRISE MOTHER FUCKERS!” this ass hole set a bomb on the respawn area!

Every time we ended up respawning, another bomb would go off. Doug was pissed off, hearing them laugh, saying how their cocks were hard, that he turned off the Xbox. “We are never playing that stupid fucking game again!”

Get Your Call Of Booty Prize!

Later the next day, Doug was on his way to work when there was a knock on the door. When I opened the door, there was a short white man with a collared shirt. With him were four tall, big black guys. Because we did not finish the game, they could come in and fuck me. I told them they needed my boyfriend’s consent before we went through with it. They made me call Doug and have his head back. When he got there, the guys had me on my knees. My shirt had ripped open, exposing my tits. Their massive log fat dicks surrounded me as they took turns shoving their dicks into my mouth. Doug walked over to the sofa where the guy was waiting for him to sign the paperwork.

I watched as Doug sat there the whole time, watching them use my mouth till he handed back the clipboard. Then, the men grabbed me, put me on all fours, and ripped my pajama shorts off me. They didn’t give it another second till they did the same to my pink thong, exposing my wet, excited pussy. It was time for them to get their call of booty!

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