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true story about marlene

... spasm of his cock as he juddered into me, slapping my arse in his orgasmic explosion. I could feel his cum running into me, dampening the raw flames inside, coating my sensitive skin of my insides. He pulled out with a comical plop, and I could feel the air entering my gaping anus, muscles opening and contracting with the loss. I almost felt like I was passing out , so I rolled onto my back, a slut basking in her glory, as I felt the cum start to rain down on my from the four or so men wanking over me. I smiled as they showered me in their hot seed, pumping themselves over my tits and stomach. The dirty slut to the last, my fingers rubbed spunk over my body, my skin not being able to get enough of their thick cream. One particularly kinky fucker scooped up several tablespoons worth, and f***ed it into my mouth, ordering me to drink it down. I showed him! I didn't swallow straight away, oh no, I blew bubbles with it, tasting, enjoying the texture, knowing I could never get enough cum. The men looked down at me with amazement and lust, knowing they had all met their match. The fucking ended, the lads were keen to get away, leaving me laying in the gutter, clothes lying around me, my stockings laddered and spunk splattered. Oh, and very, very happy.