Mad Sex

Shit, even that fucking slave smoothie doesn't turn me on anymore, man.

There's only a few more days, Big Daddy, then we'll be moving on.

Oh, fuck it, I can't wait!

Yeah, we paid the rent, we might as well get our money's worth, you know?

God! Oh, shit!

Big Mama, I'm not in the mood, okay?

Get the fucking door.

Who the fuck is that?

You expecting somebody? No.

Hi. We're here to see the house.

Come on in.

Lookie here.

Would you like to ride my hog, baby?

Yes, sir. We are looking for 329 Mason Avenue.

This is the place. A real estate agent gave us this address, and we are interested in renting.

West Wing. The West Wing, yeah. And I'll show you the East Wing, baby. I guess we're staying

here. We ain't got no more wings.

You're cute baby. What's your name?

It's Dorothy. What's this contraption?

This ain't no contraption. This happens to be a swing.

And my name is Big Daddy.

You wanna know why they call me Big Daddy?

Why do you have a swing in here?

What's the matter? You and your boyfriend ain't ever been swinging?

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