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This is an original work of adult literature.  If you are under
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      This work contains f_M+, Domination, Con/NC sex, slavery,
      prostitution, beast, bondage, interracial, masochism, sadism,
      breast torture, piercing, large breasts, and whatever else comes
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      Vestal Whore:  Communion of Degradation

Chapter 56


Evita followed the Fat Bearded man toward the empty room at the back
of the club. Julia her friend led the little procession and Evita
could only follow suppressing an urge to run.  She knew she could
never do that and face the other older girls at the school tomorrow.
This was her night they had all said in hushed whispers and giggles. 
With practiced ease, Julia, bargained with the man then held out her
small hand which the he quickly filled with the required number of
Bolivianos. Evita felt her stomach fill with butterflies at the
realization of what the money was for. It was for her.

 "This was her night, she was finally going through with it." She
thought to herself.  "And with a fat smelly Americano!"  Her stomach
heaved, but her tiny womb throbbed in her tight little bottom at the
nasty forbidden thought of it.  What would Momma and Papa say about
their little black haired Princessa?  After Papa had died her Momma
had sent her here to get her away from the predatory advances of the
young men in Santa Cruz, only to land her in a den of sexual
promiscuity disguised as a catholic school!  She felt the plump tips
of her breasts harden with arousal at the perverse irony. She raised
the cigarette to her full lips lit it nervously and took a long drag,
suppressing the need to cough. Another bad habit the older girls had
taught her.  But it did look sophisticated and she had practiced in
front of the mirror to get the look just right.
 
The butterflies flitted anew as another shiver flew through her at the
awful nastiness of it all.  She was playing the whore tonight, a lowly
puta and for a repulsive norte Americano!   She had  always been a
good girl, popular with her friends, and well, all the older popular
girls participated and she wanted to fit in. She saw how the girls who
refused were treated, so the decision had been easier than she would
have imagined.

She put the cigarette to her lips and took another drag, holding her
small pretty hand just so by the left side of her smooth jaw.  Her
dark brown eyes batted in self defense as the smoke curled up her high
cheek past her long narrow nose and assailed them.  Her clear high
forehead wrinkled at the sharp feel of the smoke in her eyes, and she
pulled the hand holding the cigarette away self consciously.

Evita knew her mother had sacrificed to send her here despite her loud
and continuous objections.   "It was for her own good," she had said. 
She laughed nervously and shivered with anticipation beneath the lacey
wrap.  She felt the crenellated tips of her plump breasts harden
painfully as she thought guiltily about her dead Papa and what he
would think of her now! She pushed the sad thought of her Papa away.

In a way she felt like a sacrifice, she thought with a giggle.  She
imagined how a female ancestor might have felt as she was led by an
Incan priest to be sacrificed. Here she was a pretty sacrifice to a
fat bloated deity with a fat wallet.  Her young mind swam with the
shear obscenity of it all.  She took another puff and thought about
the gauzy white wrap she wore, all lace and silk.  It reminded her of
the First Communion dress she wore 8 years ago.  Her Momma and Papa
had been so proud of her!  The butterflies felt the same too.  Her 16
year old womb throbbed at the obscene comparison.  Her mind suddenly
reeled as it dawned on her, Madre di Dios!  Her first communion might
as well have been her sacrifice to god!  They dressed her up prettily
like a miniature bride and offered her up to the drooling older man
hanging on the cross.  More virgin flesh to satisfy his jealous,
insecure and petulant nature.  Only now did she see how ridiculous it
was.

Julia motioned to her and she snubbed the cigarette on the dirty wall
and dropped it on the filthy floor as her small feet propelled her
with self conscious eagerness into the small room.  She twirled around
in a flourish of white fabric, her medium sized breasts bouncing
lusciously on her thin ribcage, the motion causing aureoles to 
pucker, the thick chocolate stubs to harden. She glanced down self
consciously at the sharp groove the split the  prominent crenellated
tips, She cocked her head and snapped it to the side swinging her
thick black hair across her back.  Her full brown lips pulled back in
a nervous smile, she could feel the fat man's eyes crawling across
her.  Goose flesh appeared on her thin arms and sleek bare thighs at
the thought of it, and the familiar tingling burn in her labia began
signaling her continued guilty arousal.

 Fat Beard's pig eyes surveyed the small room as he cuffed eager sweat
from his face.  He spied the small bed and stepped toward it as the
older girl lit a lamp on a small table and nightstand.  He had picked
a good one, obviously new to the game. The older of the two was
initiating her, he guessed.  The school girls must have some secret
society thing going on.   Well, his good luck, two for the price of
one.  He fleetingly thought of his compatriots, but quickly forgot
them as his dark pig eyes bored through the lacey gauze that draped
the younger of the two.

About 5'2" he guessed, no more than 125 lbs.  Slender, with that
smooth coffee with cream complexion to die for.  Medium breasts, nice
small ass, and those nipples. "Gawd!" he drooled, his mouth watering. 
He couldn't wait to get his lips around those young fat nipples that
he could just make out though the shear white fabric. He watched as
they puckered under his gaze tenting the sheer fabric.  He felt his
thick cock surge beneath his dirty pants.

"Come on, girl, help me off with these pants!" he said impatiently.

"Ayúdele a salir sus pantalones." the older girl repeated motioning to
the younger Latina.

The pretty young girl hesitated, shrugged, then dropped to her knees
and pulled the fat bearded man's trousers from his huge midsection and
down his hairy legs.  The soiled khakis formed a great pile around his
booted feet and he kicked them free with the eager 16 year old's help.
 She immediately bent to untie his dirty boots as he scooted his
flaccid buttocks back on the bed with a grunt of effort.  The rancid
smell of his feet assailed the young school girl's nose as she pulled
first one boot then the other free.

The sixteen year old's face flushed with guilt as she felt her belly
knot with arousal at the familiar smell.  Her young mind whirled
dizzily at the mixture of arousal and deja vue.  Her strong olfactory
memory kicked in and her mind made the connection.  Papa!  Papa had
smelled like that.  The memories flooded her with nasty delicious
guilt!
She remembered pulling her Papa's boots off, the strong smell of
rancid feet mixed with the smell of sweaty male legs and crotch that
surrounded him like a cloud after a days work in the heat.
She remembered how her bottom tingled as he held her seated on his
strong thigh, safe, secure, all a little girl could want.  Papa!

A whimper leaked past her full lips and she stifled it catching her
plump bottom lip between her strong white teeth as her breath
quickened.  Her bottom knotted again as the memories, guilt and broken
taboos coalesced in a sudden knot in her tiny throbbing vagina.  She
blushed as she felt it gush wetly leaving a guilty signature on the
nearly transparent fabric.

He grunted with effort as he pulled his sweating bulk to a comfortable
position on the filthy stained mattress.  His nearly naked form leaned
back on the stack of  pillows at a forty-five degree angle.  He
struggled to remove his shirt and rested momentarily, breathing
heavily with the effort to watch the young whore remove his last boot.

"Okay girls, let's see what I bought!  Take those things off,
rapidamente!" he chortled, reaching for the sweating bottle of beer on
the night stand.  He raised the bottle and watched Julia close the
door as she slipped her flimsy dress from her smooth shoulders.

Evita turned to the older girl at the sound of the fat man's voice
understanding only the word "quickly!"  An excited shudder ran through
her at the sight of her naked friend standing in front of the closed
door.  The pretty young girl stood up from between the fat man's naked
thighs and followed her older friend's lead.

"Nuestro amigo impaciente quiere ver por qué él ha pagado." the 17
year old part-time whore said with a smile.

Julia shivered with excitement as she let the thin white cloth drop to
her feet and turned to face the sweating fat American. The pretty
sixteen year old's modesty disappeared in an excited flush as she
looked into the fat stranger's eyes.  They seemed to devour her.  The
primal hunger was so clear and she stood before him naked.  She had
never felt so bare, so vulnerable.  It was so deliciously obscene! 
Her bottom knotted and she felt it pulse with excitement.  As if he
knew her secret guilt the man's hungry dark eyes dropped to her quim
and his mouth became a wet pucker, all his bloated cheeks could do to
form a smile.

"A hot one." he thought as his eyes looked and found the small
sparkles of feminine dew amidst the black tangle that nestled between
her smooth young thighs.

His eyes crawled over the young teen as she stood there frozen like a
fawn in the headlights of an on rushing truck.  Her coffee-cream skin
shone golden in the lamp light of the dirty little room.  His red nose
pricked as he inhaled the stale air, becoming thick with the smell of
the excited female.  His excited eyes crawled from one naked girl to
the other comparing them like hanging sides of meat.
They were cut from the same mold, bookends, that pretty mix of Indian
and Spanish that made them look so exotic to Anglo men.

"But nothing special down here, a dime a dozen." he thought.

The older was fuller at the hip and thigh than the younger, close to
identical in height, the same coffee-cream skin and thick jet black
hair.  Both had the same thick black thatch hiding their precious
purses, and fat chocolate drop nipples capping their average size
breasts which rode firm and high on their small chests seeming to defy
gravity.  They both exuded the same rich musky smell of excited
female.

"Common you little whores! Help me off with these shorts!" he said
impatiently.

Julia motioned to the younger girl as she stepped forward to do as he
commanded.

"Help me with his shorts, and you can see the meat he has for you!"
she said, her own excitement creeping into her voice.

The young teens should have been repulsed by the fat man twice their
age, but obscene curiosity fueled by the impulse to the forbidden
over-rode lifelong schooling.  The shear obesity of the man was
repulsive.  His fat hairy belly hung like a slab from his midsection. 
Twin bulges of fat hanging like breasts toward his fat arms adorned
his chest.  The gray white fish belly skin of his bloated belly was
covered with a sprinkling of black hair matted with sweat.  Evita
stood motionless frozen by the repulsiveness of the man before her. 
She was giving herself to this great slug of a man?  "Yes, yes!" she
thought with an obscene thrill.  "Gawd, yes!" she thought, "And you
Papa, it is your fault, you never should have left me.  And Mamma you
never should have sent me away!"

In unison they grabbed the soiled shorts and pulled as he raised his
fat buttocks with a grunt.

Two sets of young brown eyes widened and two sets of lips curled in
guilty smiles.  The same thoughts coursing through their young minds:
"Como lindo!  How cute! El gusano rosado! A pink worm!"

The girls giggled to one another as they gazed at the tube of pink
flesh sprouting from between the hairless gray lumps of the fat man's
thighs.  The swollen pink shaft, topped by a slitted shiny red plum
like head, looked like a fat pink grub.  The plump hairless orbs of
his scrotum were a matching pink.  The fear Evita had felt evaporated
in an instant as she gazed on the cute tube of rigid flesh that rose
above the cuddly soft looking sacks of the fat man's balls.

"What are you waiting for senoritas?  Git down here and say hello to
your new toy!" he said with an obscene chuckle, spreading his fat
thighs for emphasis.

Evita was filled with a mixture of thoughts and emotions, as she
looked at the cute pink thing that lay throbbing in the fat man's
crotch.  She wanted to giggle. Was this what lay beneath Pappas
pantaloons that she use to feel against her bottom? Was this what the
girls talked about in hushed fearful whispers? Was it hard, or was it
as soft and cuddly as it looked?  Was this what he put inside her? She
wanted to know,  but most of all she wanted to touch it!  The pulsing
throb between her slender young thighs was maddeningly distracting. 
She ran her small pink tongue along her upper lip and looked to Julia
for guidance.  The naked seventeen year old smile up at her as she
knelt by his left thigh and grasped the pink grub in her small brown
hand.  Evita felt a pang of jealousy as she was slower to act on her
own young impulsive desires.  Julia the teacher held the thick pink
worm erect and motioned to the younger girl.

"Aquí está para usted. Aspírelo y bese tienen gusto de un helado!" the
older girl said with a sly smile.

"For her?"  What should she do? Lost at first, Julia's reference to an
ice cream made things clear to the younger teen.  A lovely pink ice
cream!.  She knew what to do with that and knelt her naked slender
form between the fat man's thighs.  The older girl wagged the thick
pink stem at the girl and Evita wet her full lips as she brought her
face toward the red shiny plum of it's head.

"Suavemente, es muy sensible." The older girl whispered as she guided
the head against the young girl's full lips.

At first contact Evita pulled back with a jerk at the moan that
squirted from the fat man.  Bewildered she looked to Julia.

"Era un quejido del placer, usted no lo lastimó. It was one of
pleasure, not pain" Julia said soothingly.

She nodded her head for  the younger teen to continue and reached to
place Evita's right hand under the soft hairless bags of the older
man's fat scrotum.

"Siéntase cómo es suave ellos son, dé masajes a sus huevos
suavemente." she said with a giggle. "Massage his eggs it is where the
cream filling is." she said with a knowing giggle to the novice young
whore.

The Fat Man groaned as his pig eyes gazed down across the sweating
hump of his belly to watch the two young teenage girls begin to suck
his throbbing cock. "God almighty, the boys would never believe this!"
he thought.  The tightness in his balls was too much as he watched the
older Indian slut directing the younger one on how to make lip love to
his prong of gristle.  From what he could understand of their
gibberish, they thought his cock was cute!  Well that was fine by him
so long as he got his money's worth. And so far so good.  The young
one was a lecher's dream, so young and innocent and so eager!  He
couldn't wait to stretch her holes with his cute little cock.  An
obscene thought shot through his head as he watched her angelic latin
face distort as she gobbled his cock.  "I wonder what her mommy and
daddy thought she was doing right now?" Certainly not sucking the cock
of some old American in a filthy back room of some private beer joint.
 The thought pleased him. "Well, she would be doing a lot more before
he got his $20 dollars worth." he thought.  "The best $20 bucks he
ever spent for a whore, or two whores." he sniggered to himself.

"That's right girly, suck that cute little thing, oh, goddamn suck it
little princessa...." He groaned.

Her drooling bottom pulled tight at the word.  "Princessa!"   Papa use
to call her that!  Her mind reeled, her nose filled with the nostalgic
masculine smell of her father as she wrapped her beginner's lips
around the pink prong.  The familiar endearment only her Papa had
called her rang in her ears as her tongue began a one sided duel with
the red plum head.  "It was all too much!  She had a stranger's cock
in her virgin mouth, and memories of her Papa swimming in her head!"
she thought as her sodden bottom gushed.

"Bueno, bueno.  Feel how it pulses and throbs as you suck it?" the
older girl cooed. "Can you feel his huevos move in your hand?"

"U-h-h-h, h-u-m-m-m." the sixteen year old mumbled around the thick
rod filling her inexperienced mouth.  "Dios! " she thought. "It was so
delightfully delicious, and so awfully sinful!"  The young teen
swallowed the mixture of saliva and slime that filled her mouth, then
pulled her swelling lips from around the glistening stalk to lick and
lap at the shimmering pole.  She marveled at the warm softness of the
old fat man's scrotum in her little hand and cupped the firm orbs
lovingly feeling them churn and crawl against her soft palm.  Soft as
a little bambino's bottom she thought. On impulse she dropped her face
to nuzzle and kiss at the soft hairless bags, sighing at the feel of
the warm skin against her smooth cheeks and lips.  The masculine smell
was intoxicating.  She felt a sudden wave of shame as she caught
herself wondering if Pappas huevos would have felt the same. Had Momma
caressed his the same way?  Had he gone to his grave never knowing the
feelings that his daughter was now giving to a complete extranjero? 
Her heart leaped and she shivered with delight as she heard a moan of
pleasure from the fat man as she sucked and licked his warm hairless
balls.

Evita felt her head being lifted by a hand in her dark hair, and the
fleshy plum of the man's swollen cock wedged against her swollen lips.

" Let's see how much of the gusano del hombre you can swallow!" Julia
said with a whisper as she forced the young teen's mouth down over the
thick shaft.

"U-h-h-h-g-l-l-g-h-h!" the girl gurgled in protest.  She learned
quickly, relaxing her throat as she felt the beginnings of her gag
reflex. The novice whore marched her lips down the pink shaft like two
miniature inchworms gobbling the hard prong inch by inch until her
clear high forehead rested against the overhanging shelf of his
sweating gut.  Her bottom cramped with sinful delight at the thought
of swallowing all of him.  "I am a whore! A lowly puta!" she admitted
to herself with a thrill.

The fat man motioned to Julia to come closer and she stepped toward
him.  His fat hand snaked between her bare thighs and she felt a thick
stubby finger begin to burrow through her thick pubes to her damp
labia beneath.  The seventeen year old Latina moaned as she felt first
one then two thick fingers worm their way into the wet pit of her
womb.  The thin brown teen shivered like a leaf as his thick fingers
pulled and tugged impatiently as they bulled their way between the
slick lips of her snug pudenda, twisting and turning amid the slick
velvet flesh.  The conical chocolate tipped breasts of the young teen
swayed and jiggled as the bearded fat man tormented her.  His thick
blunt thumb mashed against the tiny erect bud of her young sensitive
clitoris.  Another moan bubbled between her slack lips as a tiny
orgasm sparked along her nerves.
The Fat Man chuckled as he felt her quim pulse and clutch at his thick
slick fingers as she came.

Evita pumped her head up and down the pink shaft thrilling to
obscenity of the act.  "Yes, Momma! Yes Papa! Look at what your little
Princessa has become!" she thought has she drove her young face down
on the pink shaft feeling the spongy head push against the back of her
throat.  "I'm a common gutter whore groveling and crawling to please a
stranger." She said to herself as she pursed her lips along the rigid
prong, sucking up the excess saliva that streamed down the slimy shaft
as she withdrew her mouth.  The nasty thought made her little quim
juice anew, the musky dew forming a froth along the tight pink lips of
her squirming bottom.  "Is this what you saw for me on my first
communion?"  her hungry mind thought as she traced a pulsing blue vein
with her pink little tongue. "To grow up to be a common puta, drooling
at the thought of an extranjero's cock?" her mind answered, as she
placed a lingering full lipped kiss on the swollen red and leaking
plum of the Fat Man's cockhead before engulfing it in her hungry young
mouth.

The Fat Man groaned as the sixteen year old sucked his cock like an
experienced whore. "God, she learned fast!" he groaned to himself.  He
knew the familiar tight churning in his balls meant only one thing.

The slim sixteen year old pushed her forehead against the bulge of the
fat man's sweating hairy belly in a masochistic effort to swallow as
much as  the hard pink cock as she could.  Suddenly with a  touch of
panic, she felt the shaft begin to swell in her throat and she quickly
pulled her face up from the pulsing wet shaft. The older man groaned
in disappointment.

"Don't stop you little slut! Suck it.! he yelled impatiently.

"¡Aspírelo, bombéelo! ¡Está a punto de batir!" Julia said as she
pulled free of the older man's fingers.

"Pump it, and suck it!" she said eagerly to the confused sixteen year
old.

Evita felt the prong surge in her hand and leaned her confused face
forward, mouth agape to capture the swollen red knob of the cock.
Julia wrapped her small hand around the shaft above that of the
confused sixteen year old and gave one hurried pump before a long
white wet ribbon jetted from the slit in the pulsing red head.

"Ah-h-h-h-h-h!, crema del hombre!", Julia gushed as she pushed Evita's
face toward the gushing stream, her small tan hand continuing to pump
up and down the wet pink shaft.  The older girl dipped her head as she
squirmed between the man's fat thighs to join her young friend in sin.
 She dipped her black coifed head eager to share in the rich thick
flood but not so as to deny the novice young girl.  Tongue extended
she wriggled greedily beneath Evita to lick at the older man's scrotum
and vacuum a few fugitive ribbons of thick white sperm from the
surface of the soft churning pouches.
The first thick gout had landed wetly across the open mouth of the
young teen and draping thickly across her tongue and down her smooth
chin to drip on the carmel cones of her swaying chocolate tipped
breasts.

"Oh, mi!" was  all Evita had time to say before Julia forced her
willing mouth over the spouting cock head.  As her full warm sperm
stained lips closed over the thick swollen head, the fat older man
groaned.  His obese hips lifted forcing more of the pink shaft into
the eager sixteen year old's mouth.  She understood.  She began to
suck and pump her small hand up and down the thick shaft, her smooth
cheeks hollowing and inflating with the effort.
Her little pink tongue swirled in the thick yeasty sperm that
ballooned her cheeks between each desperate swallow.

Confused but eager, Evita pulled and quaffed at the delicious spouting
shaft.  She thrilled at her newfound power, relishing the yeasty beer
flavored seed that spewed from the fat older man's balls.

"Oh, Mamma, see me?  See me suck this fat old man's cock?" she thought
as she swallowed another wad of warm congealing sperm.
"See what you have made me become?" she accused as she felt her flat
young belly fill with the warm puddle of a stranger's seed, her small
pussy throbbing with each foul and sinful thought.
"See Papa? See what your little Princessa wants to be?  A cock sucking
and sperm eating little puta?  Oh, Papa why couldn't it be for you!" 
With the last obscene forbidden thought her leaking little quim
exploded.  She groaned and squealed around the thick post that filled
her mouth as the unknown sensations scorched her nerves and
reverberated in her confused brain.

"Oh, Madre di Dios!" was all she could think before another clutching
contraction exploded between her slim legs and raced through her limbs
crackling and snapping like an electric charge tensing and contracting
her slim muscles.  Her young head filled with a white light, lights
sparkled and bloomed in her eyes.  A low
animal moan escaped her gluttonous mouth and reverberated around the
stranger's pulsing shaft of flesh.

Her young mouth automatically continued it's machine like suction
around the spurting rod, her small sperm slick hand shadowed her mouth
as it moved up and down the glistening pink prong.  Errant clots of
the Fat man's filthy spent sperm collected at the corners of her
engorged mouth as the fat rolls of her swollen lips pistoned up and
down as mucus like ribbons ran down the sides of her chin to drip on
the quivering cones of her young firm breasts.

His sweating chest heaving like a tub of tallow, the Fat Bearded man
raised his flushed face to gaze down at the two carmel colored girls
groveling between his thighs like piglets at a trough. His load spent,
he could feel his half deflated cock begin to prick and swell anew
under the eager attentions of the two young sluts.  The youngest, her
face streaked with the foul dregs of his old balls looked up at him,
her young mouth was distorted with his pink cock but her eyes smiled a
smile of thankfulness and contentment.
Strings of thick black hair stuck to her sweating forehead, some
clotted in the ribbons of his congealing lust that streaked her face.
Her ravenous lips were swollen with lust and curled obscenely as she
worked them up and down his saliva slick shaft.  Both girls glistened
with a patina of sweat as they earned the $20 he paid them.  The fat
man groaned with pleasure as he felt the older girl engulf a throbbing
tentacle in her voracious mouth and sucking and tonguing the precious
orb.

He looked down at the youngest girl, the one he originally paid for as
she nursed on the swelling sperm streaked knob of his cock.

"C'mon Princess, let's see how you like fucking a fat man!" he said
motioning to the slender young girl.

She looked down at Julia and even before she Julia repeated his demand
in Spanish, the sixteen year old knew and her heart jumped.

"El desea ver cómo usted tiene gusto de coger a un hombre gordo!" the
older girl repeated with a nod, a fat spit slick tentacle resting
against her flushed cheek.

The young teens heart skipped a beat at the sound of her pet name,
Princessa!  Her eager young body responded automatically, he sleek
legs raising her up, her cum stained breasts jiggling with the effort.
 She paused, her brown doe eyes taking in the shear obesity of the
man.  Her eyes ran over the pale gray flesh glistening with sweat,
matting the sparse black hair on his chest.  Her belly drew tight as
she hurried to mount the mountain of flaccid flab like a fly on a
steaming pile of shit. "Momma, was this what you wanted for me? For me
to give my precious po po to this "extranjero grotesco."  The question
went unanswered an errant thought lost in the vile depraved notion of
what she was about to do.  Give herself to this foul sweating heap of
a man, but Papa, yes, he reminded her of Papa.  The thought sent an
electric thrill though her and her young womb pulled tight as a squirt
of musk leaked from the tight lips of her virgin puss.





"Wait, alto, limpia esa mierda de usted" he said looking at the drying
sperm that streaked her face and torso.  "Clean that shit off," he
repeated throwing her a soiled bed cloth.

"Rapidemento!, cómo usted dice? Venido paseo la salchicha del hombre!"
he grunted impatiently.  Gawd! He just had to feel that tight young
cunt around his cock.

The pretty sixteen year old giggled at his words.  "Ride the fat man's
sausage indeed," she thought as she wiped herself, greedily catching a
clot of drying sperm with her tongue as she cleaned her cheek.

"Okay Princess, let's get you up here nice and easy like!" the older
man said, his face flushed with excitement.

Dropped the rag and eagerly moved to mount the giggling mound of fat
that was the older man. She propped her right knee on his fat thigh
and swung her slender left leg over his other thigh like she was
mounting a horse. The girth of his hips made her legs splay obscenely
causing her sticky matted labia to part lasciviously.  She shivered as
she felt the warm sliminess of the fat man's sweaty skin against her
own as she molded herself to him.  The young panting teen looked like
a jockey on the back of a horse as she clutched his hips with her
knees, legs bent, and pressed her chest and belly against the gray
blubbery mound of the man's fat gut.

She shuddered with excitement as she felt the wet prong she had so
lovingly sucked pressed against her erect clit as it lay hard against
her belly, trapped between them.  Before the eager sixteen year old 
could act, she felt Julia pull the trapped rod from between them as
the fat man groaned in her ear.

"That's right little Princess, your friend will take good care of
you." the fat man whispered in her ear as his fat hands dropped to cup
her rounded young buttocks and pry them apart.

Evita groaned as she felt the older girl slot the plum-like h

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