Saturday 10 August 2013

Bianca makes a deal Patsy Palmer Eastenders

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Bianca makes a deal Patsy Palmer Eastenders

Bianca just could not seem to keep herself out of trouble. As hard as she tried, she kept making mistakes and doing things that were against the law. She was still on probation. She was trying to do the right thing for her children, but she continually failed. A lot of people considered her a chav or a loser. She also had an extremely big mouth which always seemed to get her into trouble. She really did not know when to keep her mouth shut.

On this occasion, she had been selling stolen goods on her market stall. She had been caught by the market inspector. He took her into a building behind the street. It was a dark dingy sort of warehouse. “Listen, please I am so sorry. This will never happen again, I promise. Please don’t tell the police. I am on probation. I will go back inside if they find out. I have kids. Please I will do anything.” “Anything?, I don’t think you really mean that do you?,” he asked. She reached out and earnestly took his hand. “Listen, I mean it, Anything,” she said, looking deeply into his eyes. He could tell that she really was serious. She was also fully aware of what she could be letting herself in for. No matter how unpleasant this would be, she was going to have to go through with it. She was willing to do whatever he requested of her in order to avoid any more trouble. “You may live to regret this Bianca,” he said. She could see the wheels in his head turning evilly thinking of what he would do.


“Ok,” he said, “If you are sure about this, then please remove your top.” Bianca glared at him with a disgusted look on her face. He was a very large and unattractive man. Although, she was disgusted, she had been expecting this. She took a deep breath and reached down. She slowly pulled her pink t-shirt up over her head. She pulled it off and shook her head. Beneath her shirt was her black bra. She reached over and handed the inspector her shirt. “Ok, now your trousers,” he said excitedly. She sighed. She reached down and undid the button on her black trousers. She slowly began to unzip her trousers. She then reached inside the waist band of the trousers and pulled them down her hips, past her black panties and down her pale freckled legs. She pulled them past her knees and down her calves to her feet. She raised a leg and pulled her trousers off and then repeated with the other leg. She then placed her trousers in the corner where her t-shirt now lay, bending over. She now stood in her bra and panties. She shivered. Standing half naked, her middle aged body half revealed already much to the inspector’s delight. Her breasts now proving to be much larger than one would have originally thought.

She was then ordered to remove her bra. She reached back and unhooked her deceptively massive bra. She pulled it past her arms and off of her body. Her breasts wiggled as the popped out of her bra. She added the bra to her pile of clothing. Her nipples were large and pink and stood out on her orange freckled body. She did not need to be told what to do next. She reached down and placed her hands on her hips. She then slowly pulled her knickers down her legs. She did her best to conceal the musky odour that they smelled of as well as the damp patch in the centre of them. The black panties rolled down her legs to her ankles. She stepped out of them and tossed them into the pile. She now stood wearing nothing. Her body had clearly seen a lot of action. She tried to hold her knees as closely together as she could. She tried to conceal the patch of  fluffy red pubic hair and the massive freckled pussy lips that lay between her legs. Her body was not perfectly shaped. She was middle aged and had been around the block a few times, but that just added to the sensuality of it. Her hair was still pulled back in her usual ponytail.



At his request, she turned around, letting the inspector get a long look at her rear end. She shuffled her feet and allowed her buttocks to shift. She bent over slightly and placed one hand on her backside, allowing him to see her crack in full. He could see her asshole and the tufts of fuzzy red pubic hair from behind. The inspector, of course, was enjoying what he was seeing immensely. Bianca’s legs and ass stretched. “Well, well, well,” he said, “It appears someone has had some experience with this sort of thing,” he mocked. All the while, he was using his phone to take humiliating photographs of Bianca in her present state. He then ordered her to turn around again and open her legs. She complied reluctantly. He then ordered her to open her pussy lips. She pulled her fingers down and opened them, spreading her lips, her fluffy ginger pubic hair parting to reveal the luscious pink betwixt it.

“Now, get down where you belong, down on your knees,” he ordered. Bianca rolled her eyes but did as she was instructed. She got down onto her knees on the cold concrete floor. She was a bit worried now as she looked up at the inspector. “It is time to prove that you are the whole that we all know that you are,” he said. The inspector unzipped his trousers and pulled his penis out. He did not even have to tell Bianca what he wanted her to do. She knew all too well. She took his penis , which was already quite erect between the two of her hands. Part of her was quite turned on by all of this. Despite the fact that she found the inspector physically repulsive. She now held his chubby cock in her hands. She looked down at it, took a deep breath and pushed it into her mouth. She gagged slightly at the course taste of his penis. She rubbed it back and forth with her hands and licked around the head of it with her tongue. “See, I could tell you were and expert at this,” he said. She then began to feverishly munch on his penis.


As she was sucking, he grabbed something in one hand. He then took it in both hands. Her eyes were closed. She was doing her best to imagine it was someone else. What he was holding was a bottle of chocolate syrup. He popped the cap open and turned it upside down, aiming it at Bianca’s face. He began to squeeze. Thick sloppy brown chocolate dripped down from the nozzle down across Bianca’s face. He slowly squeezed lines of it up and down across her face. Over her cheeks, nose, eyes and forehead. Then down onto her mouth. On her lips and over his own penis. She continued to suck as he squeezed it over the entire area. She was now tasting a combination of penis and chocolate. Bianca feverishly licked his now chocolaty penis. It became very clear that she was thoroughly enjoying the taste now.

He then took a small bowl of strawberry sundae topping and pushed it down onto Bianca’s face. It was the kind with chunks of real strawberry. He turned it over and allowed the red saucy mix to fall onto her face. It naturally oozed down, making its way down her face naturally, making a trail of strawberry mess as it went down over her face and neck. He then pulled out some strawberry ice cream. He took a scooper and began to scoop out scoops into his hand. He then placed them all over Bianca. The first, he pushed down onto her forehead. He allowed it to begin melting down her face. The pink ice cream instantly began to melt down Bianca’s face. The next one he placed between her mouth and the end of his penis. He squeezed it onto the end of his penis. He pushed the ice cream and the erect penis into her mouth. Bianca made a sort of gargling, humming noise as the whole thing was pushed in and out of her mouth. Ice cream dribbled down her chin and down her chest.


She continued to this. While this was happening, the inspector was placing ice cream on various other parts of Bianca’s freckled body. He placed one between her massive tits. He then squeezed then together with his hands, fondling her large breasts. He then put one scoop under each of her armpits. The coldness caused her to wriggle and shake, much to his amusement. She continued to moan and squeal. He then took his hand and took the last of the ice cream out.  With the palm of his hand, he reached down and mashed it between Bianca’s legs. Her entire body jolted upwards as she felt the ice cream smushed all over her pussy lips and fluffy pubic hair. As much as she may deny it. He could feel that she was already soaking wet between her legs at this point. She continued to moan and suck.

Next, he took out a banana cream pie. He held it above Bianca’s head. He turned it upside down. He held it above her for a moment and then pushed it downwards as hard as he could. It exploded downwards all over her face and over her chest, covering part of his penis in the process. He then pulled out and smushed the pie all over her large breasts. He rubbed the pie around in circles all over her breasts. He then took his penis and brought it back. At that moment he began to cum, shooting thick warm cum straight across Bianca’s face and all over her breasts. He rubbed his penis up and down between her breasts. Cum dripped and squirted down all over her. She licked her lips. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth allowing as much cum as possible to squirt into her mouth. As humiliating as it was, she absolutely loved the taste of cum.

Instinctively, she rolled over onto all fours with her backside in the air. Her legs spread apart.  The inspector picked up a ketchup bottle. “Let’s play connect the dots,” he said. He started using the ketchup to play connect the dots with Bianca’s freckles. They were all over her body. He used the ketchup to make pictures and write words on her body. These included a penis, people having sex, the words, “Whore”, “Slag” and “Chav”. He even drew all over her face. Bianca looked up humiliated. Her face and body covered in interweaving lines of red ketchup. She wiggled her lips, but was not allowed to clean any of it off. She had to leave everything as it was, though she was itching to wipe at least some of the mess that covered her away.


The inspector now picked up a large bucket of pasta salad.  It was a very heavy bucket filled with the stuff. He lifted it and began to dump it over her body, starting at her backside and moving it all the way up her body, all the way to her head. The pasta salad was a disgusting  orange tinge. It was cold and sloppy. It landed on her ass and up her back and then all over her head. He then dropped the bucket and placed his hand on her waist. He then thrust is throbbing member up Bianca’s gaping vagina from behind. She let out a loud guttural gasp when she felt it deep inside her. She could pretend that she did not like it, but it was clear that she was secretly loving it.

He humped back and forth. Bianca screeched, “Oh yeah, yeah. Oh god yeah.” As he humped her, he began pouring a bucket of tuna salad all over her. He took his hands and rubbed it all over her breasts and backside. Soon they both built to orgasm. Bianca squealed and screeched in pleasure as he humped away on her. She closed her eyes and felt the sloppy tuna salad pour onto her back and head as she allowed herself to be fucked. He humped her back and forth like an animal. Eventually, she exploded in a flurry of orgasm.


He pulled off of her and rolled himself to the side.  He cleaned himself off. “That is enough,” he said, “Time for you to go home.” “Like this?,” she interjected, ”but..” She knew it was futile to try and protest. “Time to go. See you on the market,” he mocked her. He pushed her rudely out of the door. She scampered home covered in a combination of mess, sweat and sexual liquids. She waddled home, covering her breasts and vagina as best she possibly could. Luckily for her, no one was home. Much to her shame, the first thing that she did was go to the shower and play with herself as she cleaned herself up. She kept thinking to herself, “I am a cheap dirty bitch and I love it.” The inspector kept his promise and never said anything.

3 comments:

  1. I want to get my hands on her tits while she is sucking my prick

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  2. there is something about her that suggests she would be an expert.

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  3. I used to think that when the press wrote, "....the gorgeous Patsy Palmer...", they were taking the piss.
    Horrible ginger skank.

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