Stuck in a parking lot being used for Creampie phone sex, my velvet red panties down around my knees while I’m forced down, and bent over on some nice big sturdy car while a throbbing shaft is spreading me out and fucking me hard enough to make my young beautiful voice sound like I’m auditioning for a musical. If you’re a normal guy, you’d probably wonder how I got like this, people watching from the side while my sopping cunt is stuffed and some guy I met like a literal minute ago is about ready to pump my fertile shoot so full of verile globs that my offspring have offspring. Well, it wasn’t really that complicated actually. My card wasn’t working after I’d already gotten myself a massive – cart perverts – of groceries. I couldn’t just walk away when I could cum slut phone sex my way out of it. I’d already been here two hours! So when some guy offered to pay for me I was happy enough that my sexy body had him losing his brain that I didn’t really think about what he’d want until he helped me bring them to my car. Now I get it, now I understand, and you know, fair trade and all, just like, I bought icecream? My icecream is melting while this man gets his freak on and if that isn’t a sacrifice for the pussy pumping cause I don’t know what is. I deserve things like this though, there’s nothing that gets more boring than a day without treating yourself. Sometimes that treat is some super nice high quality icecream that makes me wish I’d already eaten it. Sometimes, that treat is getting so pumped full of spunk that your danger senses tingle and you cum hard around his cock, spasming like a motor-operated sex toy, hoping you don’t cum down with a case of little consequences from your Fantasy phone sex fun, but knowing it’s probably happening. How was your day?
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