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Muslim_Candy dirty talk as I pleasured myself. I imagined that I was fucking his wife with the same soft moans as Cori's. I imagined his dick sliding in and out of her and loved the dirty fact that he was listening to my raw, nasty filth as if he were hearing my own.My ass was aching but it was time to take off my panties. I reached for the waistband of my skirt and slid it down my hips, knowing full well I wouldn't get it off on my own. I was actually going to do this. The other girls were doing it, all the time, while their husbands sat silently. Chad was the first to smell the fresh air and I could see the lust in his eyes. My own father was licking my asshole just as I knew he was going to do. I closed my eyes and spread my ass cheeks, knowing exactly what he was thinking. Cori was doing it too. The same nasty and decadent idea.I slid my fingers inside my pussy, soaking myself. I fucked myself and rubbed my clit, then spit on my fingers and wet my asshole. It felt warm and, new and nasty. I thought of Chad fucking him, of his big cock, about that massive prick sliding inside me. I imagined it buried inside me, filling me up, fucking me.I looked down between my legs and could see my juices flowing down my ass and around my open asshole.
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Muslim_Candy spit on my face and shoved her fingers into my mouth, to clean me up. I watched her like a sadistic duck watching his egg swam slowly back to his body. I felt like a worthless sack of cum swallowing. Muslim_Candy pushed my face into her hairy crotch and started grinding on my face. The smell of her clit-scented pussy filled my nose. I felt her mouth sucking my cock. I sucked at her clitoris and licked her salty opening and flicked at the tip of her clit. The truth is, I am not gay, and have no desire to be with another man, much less my own reflection in a mirror. But Muslim_Candy was sucking my cock with gusto and I felt myself close to orgasm again."Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to stick your hard cock in my hot little pussy?"She paused for a moment to roll her eyes, then began to talk dirty. "You want to fuck me? Stick that hard, fat, brown prick into my wet pussy? I want to feel you cum inside me. I want you to fill me with your spunk."Angel Candy sucked harder, pumping her head up and down with a vengeance. "That's it, bitch, fuck that cock with your pretty mouth. Stick it deep down your throat. Get it nice and wet so it'll slip up my fuck-hole.
