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... crooked smile.

"You're not a bad fuck, little lady," the fragile man winked and took his leave.

I beamed from his comment but flinched as my husband blared, "NEXT!"

A large man landed on top of me and I squealed. He shoved his long pole inside me, hitting a spot I'd never felt before.

"Uhh!" I groaned from his weight and shrugged to be free, "He's uhm, get up..." I pushed, panting as his cockhead teased the bottom of my tightness.

"Don't look at me like that," My husband scoffed, "Isn't this what you write about? You love being treated like a cum disposal, don't you?"

I bobbed my head as my tits swayed from each pound, "Ugh! He's too big!"

He tossed both of my legs up, holding my ankles captive in his meaty fingers. Looking down, I attend to his cock pulling taut against my folds and stretching it out for his liking. The discomfort increased to a pang that I expressed with a whimper.

"Uh, hmm, It hurts. He's, ahh, God!" I felt something pop and a sensual appetite arose from the hard thrusts. I looked up wide-eyed at my husband.

"Fucking whore," came his response that deepened his handsome smirk.

Thankfully the big dick man was in a hurry. He pulled out with a heated expression, jerking his thick cock. He grunted and dotted his cream on my trimmed mound.

He took a moment to fiddle his finger across my clit. He mixed his sap with mine. Before I felt an inch of liking, my husband screamed, "NEXT!"

I tried to catch the ragged breath ...

... caught in my throat as the next man mounted me for usage. He dominated me, using my messy hair as reins for the ride between my legs. I cringed when he spat on me, landing the slimy fluid in my mouth.

Instead of compassion over my disgust, my husband rolled his palm over my face.

"There you go, slut," he chuckled, "Just like your fantasies. NEXT!"

I hadn't noticed his quick bust with so much jizz collecting on my walls.

The next was tall and black. Before I could take a glance at his pole, he deeply nestled it in. He nibbled my neck, fucking me slow and deep. His cock teasingly rolled out before shooting back fast. He humped like a beast as I hummed, letting drool drip out the corners of my mouth. Black men were my weakness. I could barely contain myself around them. The man shoved deeper and I felt his release rise warmer than most.

"She's a good girl," he commented to my husband.

I caught his eyes rolling, "NEXT!"

I fluttered with excitement when the next stranger bit my left nipple and crammed his six perfect inches inside of my sticky cunt. It was bliss and I reached to stick my husband's cock into my mouth. I slurped him up as the man's rich cum gushed around my outer lips. Another man wanted a taste of my sticky clit and I hummed my liking across my husband's shaft as excitement sent butterflies in my gut.

"NEXT!"

Another, I can't seem to remember.

"NEXT!"

More came and went, leaving me in a mess of jitters and wetting my body with ...