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Night Out Nightmare

Creampie Slut

As you know I have a bad habit of drinking what ever is handed to me without asking a single question. Tonight I went out alone to a bar that doesn’t ID. I was there hanging out when you approached me. You buy me a drink and we just start making friendly conversation. You’re so sexy and that xanax I took before leaving home has started to kick in hard because of the booze. I walk away to use the restroom really quickly and when I get back you were nice enough to grab us a second round. I sip away while you tell me how pretty you think I am and pretty is not a word men usually direct at me. After a bit I realize that I am feeling way more drunk than I should and you offer to give me a ride home. On the way there you are touching me and I keep asking you to please behave but I am just so weak and out of it. I notice once we stop, through less than half open eyes, that we are at a building I am unfamiliar with. You pick my limp body up out of the car and take me inside. You then tie me up to a chair and tell me that I made a huge mistake, unbuttoning your pants to pull out your huge cock. I completely went out at that point, I can sort of recall some of it but all I really know for sure is that my tiny cunt and once tight asshole hurt really bad and I had cum stains all over what was left of my panties. Can you please call me and tell me what happened? I need to know.


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