Blacked Wives: Big Black Gangsters

A short excerpt from Blacked Wives: Big Black Gangsters:

She inhaled a gasp at the sight and upon hearing her silent exclamation, DeeCee continued. “Hmm…my my. That sounds like you agree. Let’s wrap this up then and call it a night.” He casually removed the pistol with on hand and unzipped his pants with the other, letting his own snake loose. Long, thick and full headed, his cock was free for her to see as he stroked it to half-staff. Lukas and Drey laughed ruthlessly when Bobbi tried to grapple her way to her feet with more crying screams. They shoved her back down to her hands and knees, ripped her clothes from her and watched as DeVaughn wasted no time in filling her mouth with his dick. Bobbi gagged and coughed when he bounced off the back of her throat and rammed so rough over teeth that she felt her jaw was going to break apart.

Lukas made mention “Hey man, you should see her cunt from behind! Ooohhhh DeeCee, she be digging on you, HARD, man! Pump the bitch good.”, Drey reached under and pulled back his fingers, wet from her juice. “Yeah….she’s hot and fuckin’ ready.” Drey’s youth got the better of him once more and he dropped his pants and used her wetness as lube to begin stroking his own cock. DeVaughn grunted at his disciple and hammered her mouth harder. “Get in then, Drey. I don’t need you jizzing all around my office. Lukas, spread her cheeks for our man here. He’s going to low ride this chick….”

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At this, he nodded to Heike, who bent down to turn on a machine that I couldn’t properly make out. At once the room was filled with a pumping, grinding sound. Horrified, I saw Heike approaching me with a pair of long clear plastic cylinders, attached to tubes at the other end and with wide suction cups on the top. I felt cold against my nipples and I tried to wriggle free but just at that moment, they locked onto my breasts and a jolt of pain shot through me. 

The tugging at my nipples was insistent and painful and with it I experienced a rising pressure, as though my breasts were being squeezed in a vice. The pain soon became overwhelming. My poor nipples were red hot and when I looked down I saw that they were being sucked into the tube and were becoming horribly distended. 

“Well, my pretty cow, I will leave you now. We will be monitoring you on our cameras, but I have to attend to the rest of my herd.”

The idea of being left alone in this situation was terrifying and I squealed into my gag, but Herr Sebastian simply smiled and walked out of the room. Heike trailed after him and one of them slapped me hard on my bare ass, making me squeal. 

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Alice in Monsterland: 15 Books of Monster Sex for only $4.99

Short excerpt from Alice in Monsterland:

Impaled on that huge cock I couldn’t speak. I opened my mouth but there was no sound to make, just an agonized breathless squeal of lust. With every thrust, my whole body shook, and yet, I could feel my pussy getting wetter, making it easier for him to thrust into me. 

The effort of fucking me was causing him to grunt harder and with a gasp and a squeal, I was pulled down as he sank to the ground and lay back, holding me tight on his cock, then lifting me up and starting to fuck me all over again. The pounding was wrecking my poor pussy. I already felt raw and numb but I didn’t care. A fabulous, all-consuming lust was overtaking me. I wanted it. I wanted that beast to fuck me and I didn’t care who saw. 

I screamed, “Yes!” at the top of my voice and the troll bellowed in response. I was bouncing up and down on his cock now, lost in a world of pleasure and pain and surrender. I didn’t care. I wanted him to fuck me harder, ever harder and not to stop fucking me ever. 

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Beast Me: Submit to the Minotaur

Excerpt from Beast Me: Submit to the Minotaur:

When I opened my eyes, it was dark. Cold air was against my skin and I realized that I was outside. I tried to move, but my arms were bound tightly behind me. My legs were not bound but when I tried to walk, I was yanked back by some kind of collar. I couldn’t see and realized I was blindfolded. At that moment, I heard, far off, a blood-curdling bellow that made my whole body freeze. What the hell was that?

“Ah, I see you’re awake,” said a voice in my ear. “Don’t be alarmed, my dear Ariadne. I am speaking to you through an ear piece. We are watching the whole thing.”

“What? Where am I? My name is not Ariadne?”

“I chose it for you. Tell me, are you familiar with the tale of Theseus and Ariadne and what happened in the court of King Minos of Crete.”

I didn’t know what he was talking about. 

“A pity. You would perhaps be better prepared for what is to come. Never mind.”

There was another roar, and this time it sounded closer.

“Ah, I see he is getting closer.”

“Who is getting closer?” I shouted. “Where am I?”

“I suggest you prepare yourself my dear Ariadne. Your ordeal in the maze is about to begin.”

“What ordeal? What is happening?”

Dr Minos’s voice had fallen silent. I tried to still my breathing and my heart to hear better what was happening. The bellowing had stopped but I could hear the heavy tramp of footsteps, getting closer and closer and closer, along with a kind of heavy snorting. I tried to shake myself free of the collar and unloose my wrists, but it was hopeless. I was tied tight. 

I froze as I heard the footsteps stop. A strange, pungent beastly scent reached my nostrils and the breathing sounded closer. I tried not to make a sound. My whole body tensed. Then I felt it. A hairy, heavy touch on my thigh and I screamed instinctively. Something else grabbed my breasts through the thin material. I heard a low rumbling snorting noise and felt as though a dark cloud had fallen over me. 

“No, please!” I said

“I wouldn’t struggle, if I were you,” said Dr Minos. 

“What, what is it?”

“It is a Minotaur. A creature of immense power, and, unfortunately for you, almost insatiable lust. You are his victim.”

“Victim? Please make it stop! I will do anything! Anything!”

“Oh yes, I know you will, my dear, and I will be watching it all.”

“You bastard! Let me go!”

But Dr Minos fell silent again. The creature was pressing its hands all over me ripping and tearing at my clothes, bruising my nipples, scratching my bare flesh. I was nearly hysterical with fear, but I couldn’t move. With a gasp I felt the creature grasp at my pussy, pulling away my little white thong and snapping it as though it wasn’t there. I shrieked as I felt hairy hands pressing against my exposed pussy and I pulled and pulled on the collar but I couldn’t free myself. But then, suddenly, I felt the rope that was tying my wrists loosen. I wriggled them as hard as I could and managed to slip one hand free, then the other. Instinctively my hands went to my collar and I felt for the buckle, slipping it free. 

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Daddy Mistook Me For Mommy Excerpt

Excerpt from Daddy Mistook Me For Mommy:

And this is the point at which alcohol led me to make the most dramatic mistake I have ever made in my life. In the bedroom, I began to strip, although it wasn’t easy co-ordinating my actions, and I had to sit heavily on the bed to get my shirt off. Eventually, after tangling with my pants, and taking an age to remove my socks, I was ready for bed. I lumbered around to my side of the bed and was about to pull back the covers when I noticed for the first time that there was someone in the bed. 

A sober man would have stopped to think at this point. Annette was in another part of the country. Her car had not been on the driveway so she hadn’t come back early. And she had once told me that Chloe occasionally slept in our bed when we were away, as she didn’t like her bed. A sober man would have put all of that together, realized what had happened, gathered up all of his clothes and sneaked out to go and sleep on the sofa. 

But I wasn’t able to make those connections until it was too late. Way too late. I don’t really know what I was thinking as I slid into bed, but I guess I had a vague idea that my wife was lying there and that it would be good to hold her for a while. At first it all seemed normal. I slid into the bed, slipped across and wrapped my arms around her. I do remember thinking vaguely that something wasn’t quite right although I couldn’t say exactly what. I remember that the feeling of her soft skin against mine was kind of hot and that my cock began to stir almost immediately. I remember leaning into her heat and kissing her softly on the neck. I remember her stirring and rolling over and her lips meeting mine. And at that very moment, drunk as I was, I realized, with horror that I was kissing Chloe.

As soon as I realized it was Chloe I pulled back. She was only half awake, and there was only the light of the moon in that room, but still her beauty was breathtaking, angelic even. What I had done!

“I…I…I’m sorry,” I stuttered and slurred. I realized too that my breath must have smelt of beer and cold coffee. “I will go…” I said, “I mean, I will sleep on the couch.”

She looked puzzled, as though she had woken from a strange dream and didn’t really know where she was. I saw her open her mouth, her lips glistened in the half light and I couldn’t move. I was transfixed. I moved my mouth closer to her, not daring to kiss her, my brain screaming at me that this was completely wrong and that I should leave. I closed my eyes. What was I doing? 

While my eyes were closed, I felt the soft light touch of her lips on mine. Instantly I opened my eyes. Hers were shut tight, but her lips were pressed against me, pushing on me. I felt, beneath the covers, the merest brush of warmth against my thigh. I was helpless to stop my cock from hardening and thickening. And I didn’t want our kiss to end. I was lost in her touch, in her beauty. 

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His Tainted Virgin: Bachelorette Party Confession

Excerpt from His Tainted Virgin: Bachelorette Party Confession:

He held my head to his groin and ground on it, and I felt myself inhaling his manhood through the fabric of his trousers. His mischievous grin utterly entranced me, and I couldn’t take my eyes from his hands while they traced his chest, down his abs, and unzipped his trousers. I only noticed I was biting my lips when he ripped the rest of his pants in my face showing his growing erection inches away from my nose, and it made me bite my lip harder. I looked away and saw all the other four men down to their trousers, and as if they knew what I was thinking, each and every one of them looked me in the eyes. The man standing in front of me grabbed my hand and pulled it to his groin, and I felt it throbbing. While I begged for it all to end, part of me wished I was part of the end as well. 

The man with the scar stepped away, and they rotated clockwise until the next man stood in front of me shirtless. The fireman put the chair down with me still in it, straddled my face with his knees, and made me bite the zipper on his trousers as he slowly moved his hips. Then he pinned my face down and rubbed his manhood on my face through the fabric. My hands went up, afraid I would suffocate and met his firm behind, which he praised me for my good grip. He rubbed harder on me, and unwillingly, my hands squeezed his buttocks harder. Before they rotated again, he pulled the chair up, and I felt my hands lonely while my eyes admired the next man. Like the first, he stood on the chair, lowered his pants, and held my head, thrusting his hips hard against my face. If I wore glasses, they would either break or bend due to his force. 

The fourth man took me out of the chair and laid me down, and he dragged his nose from my neck to my warm groin, inhaling deeply every step of the way. In a fast movement, he spread my legs and aligned his groin with mine rubbing them together. I felt my heart beat like never before while I looked at the man towering over me, slowly leaning on me while his hips rocked on mine. He held my hands above my head with one of his and kissed my lips softly. I felt that kiss right between my lips and voiced it against his lips. It wasn’t just the kiss that pressured me with guilt, but also that my mind begged for more, and I didn’t fight back. When he kissed me a second time, I opened my mouth and let him explore it. 

When he stood up, I was busy steadying my breath to move my hands from where they were pinned to the floor. In a split second, the fifth man stepped closer, turned me around like a sack of potatoes, and pulled my hips up to his while he kneeled behind me. He held my hips hard and thrust against me so forcefully that if I hadn’t used my hands to steady my body, I would’ve bumped my head on the floor. If that wasn’t enough, the third man joined in, held my head, and rubbed his manhood against my face again. This time my eyes were open, and I looked properly at his golden hair that resembled that of an angel. 

Despite the depths of me liking the rough handling, I was relieved when I heard the music starting to slow down and the light dim, and their hold on me weakened as they allowed me to stand on my own two feet. I looked back at the table my friends were at and saw them smiling widely at me while hinting that unspeakable things would happen to me. When I looked back at the men with me on the stage, the lights went out, and I felt them surrounding me. I felt their breath on me, and a shiver ran through my spine when the lights turned back on, and all their manhoods were standing proud, ready for me. However, I wasn’t prepared for them, not in a million years. 

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His Tainted Virgin: Rap Star

Excerpt from His Tainted Virgin: Rap Star:

Alex was watching everything in the control room; he could hear every word too. He saw the rosy cheeks of his girlfriend, and she hung onto every word they said, and he couldn’t believe his eyes and ears. He knew something was off, and he didn’t like the look of things or how they were going. He felt sick to his stomach, knowing he could do nothing but sit tightly and watch it all unfold  before him.

Well, Mindy, we have a little proposal for you.” Ajay, who insisted on being called James, said while locking eyes with her, “A very delectable proposal.” His voice was dark and heavy with need.

“Oh, what proposal?” Mindy asked, her eyes shining with naivety as the three men before she ogled her cleavage openly. They all had hunger in their eyes, and she was about to know exactly what or whom they wanted to devour.

It was James who continued to speak; he was their leader, basically saying, “We have been wanting to add a female vocalist to our little group, and we think you will be a good fit.”

Mindy couldn’t wrap her mind around it; all she knew was that this was great. “I’m in, whatever the conditions. There are conditions, right?”

“You’re so cute when you’re being eager,” Commented Dan as his gaze went lower than her chest. “But finish hearing him out first before you agree.”

Mindy nodded and turned to James. James reached out with his hand and cupped her cheeks; she rested against his open palm as he stroked carefully.

“We want to have a little bit of fun with you, all three of us,” James said in a low voice. Mindy’s heart rate quickened.

Alex watched in disbelief, waiting for his girlfriend to say no and walk away, but instead, she crept closer and placed an open hand against his chest.

“What kind of fun?” Mindy asked teasingly, her eyes never once looking away from his.

“This kind.” James closed the gap between them, and his lips instantly connected with hers.

Mindy was taken aback for a moment, but she soon melted into his arms. He held her tightly to him and kissed her like she never had. His lips were soft and eager, sucking at hers and making little moans escape her. He tasted like cinnamon and cigarettes, a combination that had her intoxicated. She kissed him back with as much fervor as she could muster, wavering at the feel of him pressed up against her.

Mindy felt dizzy; she wanted more. She felt his arms grappling for her breast, but her clothes were hindering him from touching her flesh. She had the crazy idea of taking off her shirt.

Right that second, James pulled away with a grin. Her breath came out shallow, her cheeks hurt, and she burned with desire. “Yeah, that was fun.” She managed to say it, earning deep chuckles from all three of them.

“We can make it even more fun.”

That was exactly what she wanted.

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Stealing Baby Girl’s Innocence on Her Wedding Day

Excerpt from Stealing Baby Girl’s Innocence on Her Wedding Day:

“Dad?” She said, leaning into him. She was so innocent. She always kissed him everywhere. Everywhere but his lips. She was about to do that now.  Her lips brushed his cheek as she threw her hands around his neck. “Dad?” She said again. “What are you thinking about?”

“Dad,” Harry responded. “Of course, I’m your father. But not exactly your father, I’m your mother’s husband, thus your father.”

“Is everything okay?” She quietened down, noticing that his mood was growing sour.

“Everything is okay, baby. I’m just here to talk to you about something.”

“You can tell me anything and you know it. What bothers you?”

“You, baby.” Harry began, wondering how to structure his words. “You have become a woman. You have always been a woman. But tomorrow, you’ll become a woman. You will do what women do.”

“You mean today?” Her innocent smile lit up her face and inevitably, the whole room. 

“Yes, today.” Harry returned the smile. How could he not? It was the most innocent smile he knew. “Today, I’ll give you away to that rascal boyfriend of yours.”

“He is not a rascal.”

“Maybe not,” Harry rolled his eyes. “but I don’t like him. Why can he not wait for you? Why is he rushing you into this? Why is he attempting to steal you from me?”

As if to shut him up, Lucy pulled Harry close and let her lips rest on his cheek again. But in an attempt to pull away, his lips had crashed into hers and they shared a kiss that was both swift and awkward.

“Oh my goodness,” Lucy cupped her mouth. “I am so sorry, Dad. I didn’t mean to kiss you, I was just trying to make you feel better.”

“About what?” Harry asked, pulling her to him, and making her sit on his lap.

“Dad, I know that you’re scared. It’s been such a short time of knowing me and everything has been going so well with us, I understand the fact that you’re scared of losing me. You’re scared that this might mess up our perfect lives.”

“You talk too much,” Harry said in response. “And don’t call me dad. Call me Harry. All I needed was for you to shut me up. With a kiss. Prove your love to me.”

“Huh?” Lucy raised a brow and threw his arm that was resting around her waist off, trying to pull away. 

“I know that it’s not appropriate. I am your mother’s man but I’m not your father. And isn’t it all too obvious, Lucy? The way I look at you, the way I touch you, the way I spend time with you, isn’t it obvious?”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying,” She appeared very anxious and she was. So was Harry. He suddenly wished he hadn’t come. He wished he had gone to the bathroom with his favorite picture of her. One where her pretty boobs had shown and her cleavages were exposed. She had sent it to him and asked if he liked it. He affirmed but he asked her not to post them. He wished he had wanked off, instead of coming here. He was starting to see that it was a mistake. One that he had to see through. It was already too late for him to stop. She was staring at him and patiently waiting for him to complete what he had started. “I…” He swallowed. “I’m sorry,” He blurted. “I’m sorry for inappropriately touching you and I’m sorry for kissing you.”

“Stop, Harry,” She held his hands. “Stop.” She then put a finger over his lips. “It’s obvious. I saw the lust in your eyes that day. The way you looked at me, the way you smiled at me, the way you hugged me, I saw it. But I couldn’t do anything. I needed you to say it by yourself. But before I could say anything, you were my mother’s man.”

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His Tainted Virgin: Paying His Debt

Excerpt from His Tainted Virgin: Paying His Debt:

Matty thought that he had it all. He was in a beautiful relationship with his girlfriend Amy, he was making more money than when he used to work 9-5, and he thought he had life figured out. He walked with a bit of bounce on his steps, eager for another day. He had called Amy earlier and told her he would come pick her up and they would have dinner at his home. Of course, Matty knew his girlfriend enough to know that dinner meant dinner, and there was no funny business when it came to Amy.

Amy was a Catholic Christian, a devoted one who refused to bend to the whims of the times when it went against her religious beliefs. She didn’t eat pork, was always ready to forgive people when they wronged her, and most of all, she was a virgin and would wait till she was married before having sex. It was perfect for Matty because he was religious too and was waiting for marriage.

He was only a few blocks away from Amy’s house when his phone began to ring. He looked down at the caller ID and smirked—it was Gusto. Gusto was sort of a business associate of Matty, and with Matty’s wizard financial skills, he had been able to launder money from some nefarious figures. Matty worked together with Gusto and Gusto’s friends Mike and Denver. They were a trio of scary-looking men, but Matty was the brains, and he was smart enough to use it to his advantage.

Amy didn’t know what he was doing; she was a naive little thing that believed him when he told her he worked at a software company and he had flexible working hours.

Matty let the phone ring and reach voicemail; he didn’t want to worry about Gusto or work at the moment. He glanced over at the bouquet on the passenger seat—white carnations, which were Amy’s favorite kind of flowers, as she said they brought her so much good luck.

Matty made it to Amy’s home and found her in the living room.

Oh, Matty, thank you for the flowers.” Amy gushed over them as she collected them from his hand. She placed it in a vase and added water.

“Are you ready to leave now?” Matty asked, and Amy nodded with a smile.

“Yeah.”

Matty could barely contain his excitement as he led his girlfriend into the car and drove them towards his house, unaware that a surprise was waiting for him over there. Matty had set up a romantic dinner for the two of them, and after that, maybe they could watch a movie, and then he would take her back home. He also wanted to speak to her about getting married soon. It was a conversation that they often had, and he had been saving his money so he could take care of his wife for the rest of their lives.

As he drove the car into his driveway, Matty barely noticed the black Honda parked only a few blocks away. He didn’t even give it a second glance as he helped Amy out of the car and towards his house. The sky was vibrant, and the sun was shining a little too brightly. It was summer, and he was sure to turn on the air conditioning system before he left.

Both Matty and Amy walked into his house, and that was when he felt that something was wrong, although he wasn’t sure what. They hung their coats against the coat hanger, and Amy settled onto the sofa as Matty left to grab her a cold bottle of Coke from the kitchen.

As Matty walked into the kitchen, he heard heavy footsteps behind him, followed by a voice he was all too familiar with. His blood ran cold.

“It’s lovely seeing you back right on time.” Gusto’s voice rang through, and Matty turned to face the buff-looking man, who looked like he was ready to beat Matty into a pulp.

Matty laughed lightly. Gusto, hey, I was about to call you a second ago. I was driving while you called.”

He had no idea how Gusto walked into his apartment without a key, but if he was here, then it meant…

More heavy footfalls followed, and two more men came in. Mike flexed his biceps in a way that looked threatening, with a look that could kill, while Denver’s silent brooding was enough to make Matty nearly pee in his pants. He knew this meant trouble, and he was about to find out exactly why they were all here.

“You have a lot of explaining to do, smart boy,” Gusto growled before grabbing Matty by his shirt and shoving him out to the living room.

Amy jumped, frightened. “Matty, what’s going on? Who are these people? Are we getting robbed?”

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“My turn,” Jake hisses darkly in my ear. He brings his finger to my mouth and I suck on it obediently.

Excerpt from Initiation: A Dubious Foursome:

“I want you all to show me what you would do to her if no one was looking.” I feel him growing hard behind me and I realize I’m getting wet, too. I’m curious, horny, and just a little nervous. The guys shift uncertainly amongst themselves before again Shane emerges as the most ballsy. Jake releases me and shoves me to the ground, so that I have to look up at Shane as he approaches. I can tell it’s meant to be a power move but power moves are all in the eyes, and I have Shane under complete control as he approaches me. 

“Taking her shirt off would be a good place to start,” Jake drawls from behind me. Cautiously, gently, Shane starts to tug my shirt over my head, and suddenly I’m transported to a bedroom where I could be with any of the small handful of polite, boring men I’ve slept with over the past couple years. 

Are they really all the same here? The disappointing thought flashes across my mind as my shirt comes off over my head, revealing my black lacy bra and my tits freely spilling out of the slightly too-small cups. Shane’s eyes widen and he starts unbuckling his jeans almost instantly. Again, another power play, but again, I realize it’s because he’s afraid. He really doesn’t know what to do with a naked woman, let alone me specifically. Apparently Jake has figured this out too because he sighs in exasperation and suddenly there’s a rough push behind me. 

“Suck on him,” he orders me curtly. I throw a careless, uninterested look at him, up, over my shoulder, and feel him freeze in momentary desire for me, overridden by his disgust for Shane. Looking Shane dead in the eye, I pull down his briefs and his partly-engorged dick pops out. I keep eye contact as I lick experimentally, feeling the sensitive head shudder under my soft tongue, and then I start to get my hands into it as well. I’ve just closed my eyes and he’s just become rock hard when, finally, he finds his courage. He pushes me roughly back, so I’m lying on the dirty ground and twigs are pressing uncomfortably into my skin, and begins to pump in and out of my mouth, making me deep throat more than I ever have before. My indignant gasps are smothered by his dick, which is a pretty decent size, though I’ve seen bigger, and I’m just beginning to really choke when he comes into the back of my throat and semi-collapses off me. I roll sideways, choking, cum trickling from my mouth, but I haven’t even wiped my lips when Jake is pulling me roughly away from Shane, lying panting on the ground, and tossing me carelessly at Kevin, who’s a bit desensitized to the weirdness of all this now and takes me eagerly, pulling my bra down roughly and squeezing my tits in both hands while biting sharply at my neck. I’m gasping at his energy and surprised by him as well, especially when he flips me around and pushes my hands to the ground. I feel him enter me from behind and moan loudly, feeling his rock hardness inside me tighten immediately in response to my pleasure. The third guy who I know least, as he’s always been a peripheral friend, darts forward suddenly and pushes me up, so that Kevin is taking me from behind and I’m crushed against his front. He lowers his head to my tits and suckles harshly, biting just a little too hard and causing me to cry out in genuine pain and a little fear—I don’t know him well, after all. He slides his fingers along my pussy lips which are slick with sweat and my wetness at this point, and I let out a breathy scream as he hits my clit and just then Kevin comes behind me in a hot, sharp jet that drips down my legs. The guy in front of me begins to stroke himself, watching Kevin hold me up while also bracing himself against me in the wake of his orgasm, and in moments a sharp jet of heat splatters against my stomach and trickles down my leg. We all stand there, panting, when suddenly I feel someone push Kevin aside and pull me towards him, hands splayed across my belly that’s sticky with a semi-stranger’s cum. 

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