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Mariel's Daughter Pia's, 2nd dirty sex s

You should read this before reading the story 'Hi Pia here again, as you know I am Mariel's teenage daughter, with a view to writing erotic stories, from my own idea's of what sex is like, something we teenage girls do a lot of is fantasize sexually. I have discovered since looking over this site the joys of masturbation, and the following story is based on my own minds ability to create a visual imagery, where I imagine myself insitu, waiting and enticing the man to fuck me, as the prostitute watches. The following is a very real account and I did masturbate to it, with a devastating result, I had a mind blowing orgasm, it is just a shame you guys were not there watching me, but the good news is, I do have a Samsung S4, so perhaps a masturbating video the the best comment made after my story, which will require your email addy should you win, as you know, I have just received the key of my door, on my last birthday Now for my story, 'You can all take your cocks out now', as mother would say :) Love Pia The hotel was a shade seedy, used by prostitutes for a quickie, and the look on the old man's face, at check-in, when he told me my room was just vacating, and I suggested he need not clean it, was, well, priceless. 'If you have a complimentary drink at the bar, I will have the sheets changed', he said as his eyes drifted over my face, almost finding it hard to accept I was standing before him. 'No need', I replied, my voice sounding thick, like treacle, 'I don't mind a ...

... little wetness under my bum', I said inwardly, smiling back into his face, and at that I picked up my bag and made my way upstairs. I knew his eyes were following my legs. I was in a state of arousal and my lack of underwear made the tops of my thighs shine with my vaginal lubrication, as my labia slid deliciously against each other, massaging my swollen clitoris, and producing more lubrication, by the top of the flight of stairs I was in the throes of an orgasmic state. The door was ajar, and as I pushed into the room, the air was thick with the stench of fresh semen. I held my nose high, like a wine connoisseur, sniffing in the pungency of aromas emitted with fresh semen, my eyes falling onto the crumpled bed sheets, my tongue grazing my lips, as they had decidedly gone dry. I dropped my bag and made my way over to the unkempt bed, visualizing their naked bodies enmeshed and connected by his cock, humping and sweating. I smoothed the sheet and saw the large stain, still damp from his exertions, and sc****d the dampness with my long fingernail, watching , as the freshly ejaculated sperm gathered under it, then as I lifted my finger to my lips and licked the semen sampling, he emerged from the toilet, his eyes wide and wild, as my glossy lips pursed my finger, and my taste buds savoured his cum, under the red nail. 'WTF', he exclaimed, I just smiled then demanded he close the room door, which he did in a somewhat hypnotic state. 'How much did you pay her', I asked him calmly, like ...