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who taught you to unlove yourself so sweetly that you actually thought it tasted good?
Moaning, I relish the creamy white goodness in my mouth. It smears around my lips, and I lick it up, not wanting to waste a drop. I glance at the couple sitting next to me and wink. It’s like they’ve never seen a woman eat a bagel slathered in cream cheese.
“Yes. Blowjobs all day, that’s fine. But I want you to cream my cunt in the mornings. To be honest, I have a major cum kink and love cream pies, but I don’t want children. And I refuse not to experience feeling you pump an excessive amount of cum inside of me.”
I stand fucking corrected!!! Yes, I’ll be choking every couple of pages…And maybe that may not be such a bad thing either 🥴🥴🥴
“Please come on me, Mr. Hastings. Drench me with your cum.” I beg, pushing my bottom lip out to pout. I hear the hurried snap of his button and unzipping before he steps closer. His chest presses against my shins. I look down to see his beautiful cock in his hands, stroking it slowly. “You want me to fuck you?” he asks, his voice thick with arousal. I shake my head, catching the disappointment swirling in his eyes. “I want you to come on me. Come on my tits, face, stomach, my pussy. I want to see it. Make me messy.”
“Beg for it,” I demand. Her eyes find mine, her pupils dilate, and her hair clings to her slick forehead. She licks her lips. “Please give me your cum, Mr. Hastings. You’re the only one who can fill my little pussy up.”
“Look at you,” I rasp. “So fucking perfect for my cock. Such a good fucking cumslut begging for my cum to fill you up.”

