I’ve been wet all damn day. The type of wet where I’ve soaked my panties so much, they slip and side right between my pussy lips, and rub my poor little clit with every step I take. I’ve been walking all over the farm doing handiwork all day, and I swear I’ve a huge wet spot on my overalls. Do you even know how thick overall denim is? Yeah, baby. I’m that wet.
Why, you ask, is my cunt flowing like the Nile? We got some new fam hands, and I’ll be damned if they aren’t the sexiest little treats I ever did see. One is tall, with dark chest hair and a big, fit frame. I could snort lines off his pecs until I die, or choke on his cock until he cums down my throat. The next is slim, but muscular, and I know he fucks like a stallion. He’d bury his cock deep in my sweet Southern ass, and blow a fat load right up my hole. And then there’s my big, tall Black boy with dreads past his ass, and a tongue for days. I know he’d eat then fuck my cunny until I was squirting all over the place.
I don’t know how, but I need to get fucked, right now. I’m going to go into the barn where they’re baling hay, and give them a strip show up in the loft. Whoever gets there first can have me. Either way, I’m gonna get fucked real long and hard by these filthy country cocks.
Tag: GFE phone sex
Creamy Cunt For Country Cocks
Humiliated And Horny Whore
My cunt was dripping as I rode his throbbing cock. He thrust into me, keeping time with my hips. I had been at the train station, just trying to catch the subway into town. My skirt was short, my top tight, and my pumps a perfectly slutty eight inches.
I was minding my own business when I felt a hand slide across my ass. This wasn’t an accidental brushing as someone walked by; no, this was deliberate. I looked over my shoulder to see who could possibly want my attention so badly.
“How much for half an hour, sweetheart?” He purred into my ear.
I almost slapped him; I wasn’t a hooker! No, Anabelle, but you are a slut; I thought to myself.
“$300.” I said, kidding and ready to escape his wandering hands. Those hands slapped three Ben Franklin’s into my hand, grabbed me by the hair, dragged me over to the benches, and bent me over.
He flipped my skirt up, tore my satin thong off, and slammed his fat black cock deep inside my tight cunt. He fucked me, harder than I’ve ever been fucked. Then, he pulled out; leaving me gaping, before seating himself on the bench, and pulling me down over top of him. I rode him, wet as water, as a whore. My train rolled up to the station just as he spilled his seed deep inside my pussy.
Shoving me off of him, he threw me on the train. The other passengers stared; I was humiliated, and somehow, even more horny.
He Deserved Phone Humiliation
Your hottie deserves the best cock and when you don’t bring it? Well, you get my phone humiliation. You cant want to lick my sweet juicy young pussy and play with my perky young tits and get me all worked up and then… Tell me you have a millimeter peter and be proud of it. Oh, no, you are not big enough to ride this ride baby! My young loins ache for men with meat on that cock to fuck me right.
On the phone or off do not embarrass yourself thinking five inches is enough for me. That is not even average. I went from putting my large dildo in and enjoying myself to laughing hysterically at my caller. What? Five whole fucking inches? At least lie to me. But no that is what he wanted, to be laughed at just like women do in real life.
They Laugh at his poor excuse for a cock. Tempting Hotties like me who use their body for a living may be whore, but we get the best cock and five inches will never satisfy me. Your tongue and finger will make me wet but a little cock during my best phone sex day will make me laugh and make fun of you. And now I have to call up my boyfriend so I can get a real fuck. With a nice long hard cock the way it is supposed to be!
















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