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Glory Hole Games

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Every once in a while my friends and I will all hop in my car and just take a random road trip or whatever. My favorite part is going to the different back road truck stop dinners and getting a burger. Those places are always crawling with lot lizards running everywhere. My friends and I had gotten a bottle of vodka at the last stop, and because of that I was shit face by the time we got to the next one 2 hours later. I know it is nothing new for me to be shit faced, but what is new is needing to piss so bad and i was despite. I hopped out of the car before the breaks squealed to a haut and ran in to the bathroom. I started unzipping my pants and pulled them down as I hit the stall, I only pissed a little bit in my panties. I took those off and through them in the trash while I sat on the toilet.  I giggled to myself as I began to lean a little to the left trying to get the room to stop spinning.

That is when I noticed it, a random hole in the wall next to my corner stall. I looked into it and giggled, there was nothing in there. I was such an idiot for even looking. That was when I saw, or at least thought I saw a big ass cock pop through the hole into my face. I giggled as I extended my index finger towards it, poking it to see if it was real or I was imagining it.

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It felt real, I think, so I poked it and began to stoke it in a circular motion. I moaned as I got turned on and reached my hand up my skirt and began to touch myself. When the glory hole rod began to dribble precum from its helmet I sucked my mouth onto it. I continued to suck onto it moving my tight mouth up and down it. I also played with my twat through my panties. I moaned at the thought that the mystery wall go-er was getting the suck of a lifetime.

 The cock stiffened and began to throw up into my mouth a rather large heavy load. I tried to take a moment to compose myself and when I turned back to the cock it was gone, replaced by the empty hole again. My friend knocked on the stall door to ask if I was okay. I stumbled to catch my balance as I reached for the stall door. As I climbed back into the car I started to think that I had really day dreamed the entire even. Then I saw him, standing there looking cocky. When I reached up my skirt I could feel my wetness. I should have made that pussy eat my cunt till I came all over his face. Oh well, there is the drive back still.

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This Cum Dumpster Cums With A Price

cum dumpster phone sex evonneThe girls brought him home last night. We worked his ass over good, fucking him inside and out. he loved having three hot wet pussies all over him at once. He got more then his monies worth out of my little sluts and the bonus was my hot wet pussy joining in. We were so full of his fucking cum by the end of the night that we really were cum dumpsters. Our cunts were full of it, our bellies were full of it, our asses were over flowing, even our hair was full of his cum. He was so happy that he took us all out to eat breakfast. Stopping at the ATM to get some money I slid up behind him. Seeing the amount of money this old coot really had made me cum right there in my panties. I silently went back to the car, he never even knew I was looking over his shoulder. Sliding into the front seat  I barely gave him time to turn the key before I was bent over and sucking his cock. The girls in the back seat leaned over and kissed his neck and sucked his ears while I worked his cock. All the while purring about how I couldn’t get enough of his dick and what a great lover he was. Wrapping him around my little finger was going to be fun. Milking him dry was going to be easy.

Stripper Sex Stories with Tiny Teen Petal

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Being a nasty little stripper has had limitless benefits so far. Guys get so weak whenever they see me dancing and twirling around the pole, they can’t help but throw their hard earned money at me. Why lie? I do love the attention and I love it just as much as I love the easy money too.
There’s just something about stripping all my clothes off and dancing naked in front of all those men that makes me feel powerful. Even though I am fully exposed, I don’t feel vulnerable at all. When I’m on the stage, I’m the one in control. I wish I could do it forever, that’s how much I love it.

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The only thing better than being on stage is when a man likes what he saw all stage so much that he wants to take me upstairs to the champagne room. Whenever a man makes up his mind to do that I ask for whatever price I want. Sometimes, I lower the price if he’s attractive or if I’m just horny. Sometimes, I just adjust my price depending on desperate for cash I am or based on how much money I think he has.
One of my most recent customers was a boy named Andy. I could tell he was broke usually, but that he was throwing away his money like he was made of it. Eventually after watching me dance two times on stage he decided he wanted to go upstairs. With him, I really pushed the limits because he was obviously drunk and acting like his pockets were bottomless. I got what remained of his tax return check that night believe it not, and for almost nothing too. Just a five minute job is all it took for him to explode in my mouth. I walked away with over 800 dollars and a mouthful of cum, it was a good night.

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