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[Zatanna Dark Edits] — Mini Muffins
The Postman has a Big Package
Grandma June loves working in the kitchen. It is her happy place. The only thing that makes today even happier is creating another batch of her mother’s mini muffins. A recipe handed down to her; just as it was handed down to her mother and from her mother’s mother.
Grandpa Alvin is so cute, snoring away in his lazy boy recliner his sons got him last Christmas. A snore as he breathes in, followed by a tiny whistling on the way back out. She’s just so happy knowing Alvin is getting a break from retirement. He’ll wake when he smells her muffins.
Yeah — this just isn’t working for me
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April loves working in her light purple kitchen. It is her horny place. The only thing that makes today even happier is the growing wetness inside her white panties from her fresh, hot, and moist muffins. A recipe she snagged out of Bettie’s family heirloom recipe box.
Looking towards the front room, Butch is snoring like a freight train as he half hangs off the non-reclining recliner he found on garbage day. When he wasn’t snoring, he was drooling in orange, after eating a party size bag of Cheetos. She’s pissed he doesn’t have a job and barely ever helps with anything around the house.
I’m liking April — Not too thrilled with Butch — Reminder to self — switch up Butch
[PLAY]
There’s a knock at the front door. Grandma June hurries as quietly as she can, as to not wake Grandpa Alvin too soon. It’s her next-door neighbor and lifetime friend Bettie.
Quietly June greets her, “Hi Bettie. How’ve you been? Is your gout still acting up?”
Bettie replies, also quiet once she sees Alvin sleeping, “Hi April. I’ve been good. Gout is getting nastier when the humidity is higher. Fred is getting us a better dehumidifier to help out.”
June nods her head and agrees with whatever Bettie says, even though she’s really not listening at all. “Yes, yes, I see. That can be a problem.”
Jumping back in, Bettie asks, “Did I lend you my muffin recipe? I can’t find it?”
June replies, “Well let’s go and look in my box just in case.”
Note to Author: Moving kinda slow — suggestion:
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Back door Bettie kicks open the front door, catching April completely off guard, because Bettie is all about the back door. Stomping through the front room, she kicks Butch’s piece of shit non-reclining recliner, causing the side to break off and him to crumple to the floor.
Entering the kitchen, Bettie screams, “Bitch you took my recipe!”
April calmly replies, just before licking the pink frosting off of a hot moist muffin, “No I didn’t. Even if I did, you couldn’t prove it.”
Bettie adds, “You’re about to jam one in your cock sucking pie hole April!”
Climbing on top of the counter, she pushes her ass out and says, “Maybe I did take it. Whatcha going to do about it bitch? Spank me?”
[PLAY]
“Well what do you know Bettie. Here’s your recipe right here. I truly don’t remember taking it, but I guess I must have. I’m so sorry you had to make a special trip over here.”
Bettie replies, “It’s ok June, it happens. I mean, as I get older, I keep forgetting things. In fact, this is the fifth time I remembered I still have your casserole dish, after I walked over.”
“Well, here’s your recipe back Bettie.”
“And next time, I’ll remember the casserole dish.” They both laugh.
Grandpa Alvin slowly shuffles in and asks, “Is that the frosting for the muffins I smell or just the two sweetest women I’ve ever known?”
Bettie blushes, “You’ve got one in a million here June, don’t ever let him get away.”
I mean this in the best possible way — I just threw up in my mouth a little. If you could just change a few words, it might flow better — like this:
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Bettie yanks open drawer after drawer trying like mad to find the spatulas! “Where the fuck are all of your spatulas?”
Wiggling her ass in spankipation (not a word yet, but we can add it to wikipedia) April says, “Third drawer to the right of the sink — bitch.”
Yanking that drawer open even quicker, everything bunches up in the front as Bettie digs through to find the biggest one. Spatula after spatula flies through the air, until she settles on a large and hard, black plastic pancake flipper.
Just as she grips the most perfect tool to spank April’s naughty ass, Butch stumbles in and projectile vomits a pound of Cheetos all over Bettie and April.
[STOP | STOP | STOP]
FUCKING BUTCH! DAMMIT! — Ok, I got this
[FIND: BUTCH | REPLACE ALL: CHASE | PLAY]
Looking towards the front room, the double doors part on their own as the sound of the heavens opening up to deliver one of their angels, plays from nowhere. Chase steps through with the glistening body of Adonis. Miles away in a cloud island of her own, Aphrodite masturbates at his thought.
“Photo shoot was real good baby! They loved me so much; I’m going to be on both the front and back covers. Did you know they named the Greek God of photo-shoots after me?”
In addition to his perfect beauty, Chase also has an IQ of 192. This is only because he’s taken the test four times and thought you were to add the scores together. Yeah, Chase my have a stump as hard as oak — but hes also as dumb as that stump.
[STOP!]
Give me a second! Editors can edit their own edits you know — Geez!
[FIND: CHASE | REPLACE ALL: STEVE | PLAY]
Looking towards the front room, April watches in excitement as Steve removes his sweat soaked shirt. After finishing another physical day at the Mill, Steve was ready to get physical once again with the loves of his life.
Surrounded by sweat and oh so yummy mini muffins, April is on the counter and on all fours. Her breathing is heavy and her ass is pushed out. Bettie is digging through the spatula drawer ready to spank April hard.
Steve calmly walks up to Bettie, softly grabs her wrist to pull her hands away from the drawer. Bettie lets out a sigh of pleasure at his touch and smell.
“Use your bare hand Bettie. You’ll love the feel of the slap along with the touch of her firm ass.”
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Bettie blushes, “You’ve got one in a million here June, don’t ever let him get away.”
Grandma June replies, “You know it Bettie!” Giving Grandpa Alvin a soft pat on his butt.
“Careful there June. Don’t want you throwing your back out again and having to explain how it happened to the Doctor. That was pretty embarrassing last time.”
Bettie blushes even further, “Ooooh, scandalous! Would love to hear that story sometime, but need to get home in time for my nap.”
Shaking Bettie’s hand, “Well thanks for coming over Bettie. You’re always welcome in our house.”
“Like I said, one in a million June, one in a million.”
As Alvin opens the front door for Bettie to leave, they were both surprised by Rodger the Postman and a big package in his hand.
“Hi guys! I need one of you fine people to sign this signature release form.”
[STOP | OH GOD | PLEASE STOP]
Note to Author: Seriously? I’m trying to be constructive here. But — WTF? How bout you move aside and just let me steer this for a bit?
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April screams, “Would one of you two or both of you just spank me already? Fuck!”
Bettie’s open palm connects hard with April’s firm ass! {Smack!}
“Yes! Finally!” Screams April as her body starts to squirm and gyrate.
{Smack!} “Yes!” {Smack!} “More!” {Smack!} “Oh God Yes!”
Bettie continues her bare handed spanking of April, allowing her finger tips every so often to lightly smack her clitoris! Steve presses his hard member up against Bettie’s ass. Reaching around, he tears the buttons off her silk blouse exposing her naked and very perky breasts.
With one hand on Bettie’s tit and his other down the front of her panties, both April and Bettie are on the edge of orgasm!
Just before they both cum, Rodger the Postman, who’s standing in the kitchen watching them with a big package in his hand says, “Hi guys! I need one of you fine people to sign this signature release form.”
Steve yells at Rodger, “That’s not the kind of consent we need here Rodger!”
[PAUSE]
. . .
Quick update on Grandma June: She’s on her way to the ER. After Bettie left, she gave Grandpa Alvin a second, slightly harder pat on his bottom and threw her back out again. I’m sure she’ll be fine. She has connections with someone at Medicare.
As far as Grandpa Alvin goes, that second butt pat reminded him that he has a penis. He’s now trying to remember where he put his collection of torn out underwear pages from the JC Penny catalogs?
. . .
[FIND: RODGER | REPLACE ALL: HOT NEIGHBOR | PLAY]
With one hand on Bettie’s tit and his other down the front of her panties, both April and Bettie are on the edge of orgasm! The back door swings open and in walks another hot neighbor!
“I’m returning your rolling pin.” Says Cinnamon (Can’t have too much spice in the kitchen)
Three more spanks and three more fingers and both April and Bettie have the most mind blowing of orgasms — just like it said to do in the recipe! Steve holds off as long as he can, but when April crushed the third mini muffin with her knees, all bets were off!
You see, Steve has a crush fetish, which includes mini muffins
Not wanting too much of a mess, Cinnamon wraps her sweet lips around Steve’s cock just in time to enjoy every last drop of frosting he is about to add. With just the right amount of warmth, moisture and tightness, if it weren’t for the bright lights of the kitchen, he wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference between her holes.
With all four of them naked and off the counter, Steve holds the middle of the rolling pin just below waist level, as the extra virgin olive oil covered handles are inserted into Bettie and Cinnamon’s Asses.
FYI — Ever out of lube? EVOO works. Just read up on it first.
With Bettie and Cinnamon double-downward-dogging it with the wooden rolling pin between them, Steve oils up the rolling pin before April takes her rightful place riding the hard maple middle.
Every move or wiggle of any of the three causes a rolling action on April’s clitoris that couldn’t be explained! Like linemen, both Bettie and Cinnamon switched to balancing downward dogs so they could masturbate with their free hands.
Ok, maybe linemen don’t do this, but I was heading in a different direction and switched it up mid sentence. Just keep up.
With the rolling pin up their Asses, fingers on their clits, the neighbors started a double dutch motion that brought April to an intense screaming orgasm! Steve’s cock was once again enjoying some deep Cinnamon, which April noticed.
Loving and wanting Steve to cum again, she pulls off a perfect triple mini muffin crush! One in each hand and a third in between her pouty lips. As the frosting squeezes between her knuckles, Steve decorates the back of Cinnamon’s throat!
“What in the name of Sam Hill are you doing in my kitchen?” Screams Grandma June
“Calm down June! Remember what the Doctor said. You need to relax.”
Rodger the Postman says, “I’m not sure what that position is called? I do know two things for sure. One, you should get a new rolling pin. And two, I still need one of you fine people to sign this signature release form.”
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