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He puts it out. I'm now allowed to record him for the remainder of the time we hang tonight. He looks over at me. It looks like you're about to cry," he says. I wipe the tear from the corner of my eye. He looks at me and says, "You have to have thick skin to be a journalist. We walk into the Playboy Radio studio. There are Playboy bunny emblems mounted on the wall and a purple glow to the room. There is also a large Playboy Radio sign that hangs above a black desk with microphones attached. They're about to go on the air. The guys discuss if it's hot when women shave down below. Are you still upset?
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We get our second caller. He informs us that we're not on the air. Weekly is here to cover this. We caught up with Dave Navarro doing his podcast," he says, jokingly. My own associates at Playboy Radio failed to mention this. I have no fucking idea what I'm doing with my career. They just cut it. People keep calling in to ask why we aren't live right now. This makes him angrier. Dave smokes a cigarette in the bathroom.
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He needs a moment to regroup. In the car, he tells me that talking about his mom's death isn't really a "wild night" for him. He turns around from the front passenger seat to say: I'm just in a shitty mood. I think I'm pretty clear: I don't want to talk about my mom.
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So if I'm horny, why am I going to watch people fuck? Dave tells me a story about how he was fucking a girl while watching her porn in a hotel. He said it was great and that Todd was actually there while he was doing it. Todd is married with two children, so he thinks that women always feel safe with him in the room. We arrive at Dave's apartment. He's still obsessing about this piece. He makes fun of himself for obsessing about this piece. He continues to obsess about this piece while mocking the timestamp format. He tells me he's nervous about how it's going to turn out. I walk inside his place. There is a coffin lying on the floor with a gray Tregan guitar placed inside.
This coffin is his fourth one. According to him, they aren't built to last a long time. I ask him if he's slept in it before. Above the coffin, there is a painting of a young girl sitting in a bathtub surrounded by blood. A dog's skeleton is in a glass box resting on top of a black table with an old-school tattoo gun in front of it. There are various paintings on the walls, a mini-bar to my right and a skeleton standing up in the back corner next to a pink Hello Kitty guitar. I notice that most of the alcohol is untouched, except for a half-empty bottle of Hennessy. On the kitchen table, there is an Ouija board. Sensing this, Carmen pulled all the way out and prepared for one final thrust to end the match.
As the head of the fake cock popped out of her, Madonna rolled backwards. The sudden pain in her lower stomach caused Carmen to curl up on the mat. Taking full advantage of this opportunity, Madonna readied her own cock and moved towards her prey. Amazed at how wett Carmen was, Madonna began to pummel her with a hard fucking. Carmen Electra, while very sexually experienced, was already sopping wett and the 8 inch cock stroking in and out of her was urging her to the verge of orgasm. Madonna reached under her victim and began to maul her huge tits. Carmen was moaning loudly, bucking back against Madonna, she was obviously about to release. The referee who was positioned behind the women was knocked backward by Madonna, and tumbled to the mat in a daze.
Madonna realizing her opponent had cum, began to showboat, not yet realizing the official had not seen it. Laying in a heap of sweat and cum, Carmen crawled to her corner, desperate to find a way to turn the match around. She reached into her robe, and pulled out her secret weapon, a monstrously long and thick, 15 inch dildo. Madonna approached the fallen beauty, not aware of what was being concealed. As Madonna stood over Carmen Electra, and reached to pick her up, the sudden pain of something large, much too large to enter her, shot through her body. Madonna staggered back, then doubled over in agony. Seizing the opportunity, Carmen positioned herself behind Madonna and began to fuck her ass with the original 8 inch strap-on, at the same time reaching between her legs to work the massive tool.
Madonna was helpless, the mixture of pain and pleasure was too much for her, soon she was cumming violently. Her spasms and twitching continued as Carmen Electra continued her assault. The dildo in her ass along with the huge prick in her cunt caused Madonna to cum in what appeared to be a continuous orgasm. After a couple of minutes of this, the blonde star of the 80's fell limp on the mat, she had literally been fucked senseless. As Madonna lay motionless in a large puddle of cum, an 8 inch strap on up her ass, and a 15 inch oversized dildo wedged in her pussy, Carmen began her own celebration.
After a minute or so of parading around the ring, she realized that the ref was about to get up, and that he would be able to declare her the winner. Helping the referee over to the fallen Madonna, Carmen Electra bounced in celebration. Madonna, hearing this, began her struggle to stand, and slowly removed the massive dong from her snatch. Unaware that Madonna was now coherent, Carmen Electra proceeded to slap the official to the ground.