Marx Doritos

	It was late at night and Marx was hungry. The fridge was empty, and the coffers were locked. He had barely any money on him and couldn't wake up Garon at this time to ask for some. Marx put on his commoner disguise and went into town. He searched far and low but everything was closed. Then he noticed lights in the corner. What's this? A corner store, open 24/7.

	Marx walked in. He noticed it was one of those Hosidian immigrant stores. "YOU BREAK YOU BUY" a hoshdian man behind the counter yelled. Marx looked for something within his range of 50cents. There he a saw it. A bag of Doritos, spicy hot flavor. 49cents. He'd even save a penny. He grabbed it and put it on the counter. "t-this please." The man rung it up and handed it to him. Marx ran out as fast as he could, running to a nearby corner. He licked his lips in anticipation.

	Slowly he tore open the bag, a satisfying pop as the foiled separated. He grabbed a chip and eat it, his rumbling tummy calming. "Oh gods... so good." Marx began downing the doritos, his hands stained orange. He didn't care. When they got too dirty he merely sucked off the dorito dust and continued eating. Orange dust surrounded his royal lips, and soon he tongue began to tingle. He teased each dorito. Licking it, suckling the corners, Marx was in pure heaven. As he made it half way through the bag he realized he didn't have a drink.

	"s-shit." Marx's mouth began to burn. He began fanning the inside of mouth when suddenly he felt his cock go hard. Knowing full well that he always gets an erection eating doritos, Marx decided to play it to his advantage. He pulled down his pants and began jerking off his cock. Saliva from his sucked fingers and bits of range dust now coating his shaft as he stroke. He got on his knees and kept going, using his free hand to eat more doritos. He picked up the pace, pre-cum leaking. Just what he needed.

	He continued milking himself until he was near climax. He took his free hand and cupped it around his tip and fired, collecting a thick amount of spurt in his hand. Desperate to stop his mouth from burning, he poured his thick norhian rich cum down his throat, the semen soothing the pain of the spice. He let out a satisfied sigh as his throat was soothed, but he still had half a bag to go and was too flaccid for a second cumming. He decided to eat the rest while walking home. He decided to take his time now, slowly kicking each dorito, licking the dust off until it was just a plain chip.

	Nothing got him hotter than pretending it was Kamui's vagina. "mmm.. you like that don't you little spicy Kamui vagina...ah...so good." Marx lipped up and down the Dorito, then took a bite off the notern tip. "hmmmmm.. I didn't mean to be so rough Kamui I can't help myself." He ate the rest of it, moving onto the next chip. "ohoho... this one is small. Is it your's Elise?" Marx poked a hole in the middle of the small dorito with his tongue. "oh I'm gonna tongue fuck you elise!" he tongue fucked the dorito. "mmm... so good." He grabbed three more Doritos. "hehe... Camilla, Kamui and Elise all at once." He munched them down but suddenly reeled in pain. "FUCK". A chip got jammed between his teeth. He pulled it out and gut his gum, blood leaking from his mouth.

	He sighed. That was the last of the bunch. The rest were those shitty broken pieces and dust at the bottom. But they weren't useless, they had their uses after all. Marx crushed the rest of it into a fine dust, and rubbed it all over his hands. His coated orange hands were such a delicious sight, he picked up and down them and suckled it all off his finger. He got his tongue under his fingernails to make sure he got some of the dust that got there too, and lick his palms. He sighed in relief, what a delicious snack.