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Subject: {ASSM} Bus Monitor 5
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Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2015 15:10:02 -0500
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Bus Monitor 5
 
    The past few weeks have been very  busy weeks.  Not at work, at school; 
but after school.  The evenings  and weekends full of visitors.  The boys, 
my boys as I should call them  now, visiting frequently.  Each boy making it 
to the house once, twice or  thrice a week.  Figuring seven boys and two or 
three fucks or sucks a  week.  Smiling, I am sure getting my daily 
requirement for protein.  I  am smiling, laughing; because I have worked myself into 
a quandary and don't  know how to get past this.  Quite a contrast with the 
boys.  Todd the  blonde ringleader and George and Jamal quite rough in 
their needs.  Taking  and taking hard.  The other boys, Bernie and Scotty and 
Mikey and Terry  much more sedate and almost apologetic; but still taking and 
getting their  relief.  Terry having spent another overnight with me.  I 
think he  might be my favorite.  Gentle and unassuming; but also learning to 
control  his orgasm.  Scotty is a close second as he does control his orgasm 
quite  nicely.  Bernie and Mikey, well they get in; but are fairly quickly  
done.  I keep hoping that none shoot before they enter as I would feel  sorry 
for them and their embarrassment. Todd is still the nasty sneering leader  
of this group.  Like to slap before hand and then to take me from behind,  
pulling my hair to control me.  For all his bravodo he is just in the  middle 
for performance.  George is rough; but he thinks fucking me is his  do.  
Jamal, well for one he is the only black in the group.  And in  spite of the 
reputation for blacks he is just the middle of the group for  length.  But, 
oh my gawd, he is as thick as a beer bottle.  His is the  only cock of the 
bunch the makes me hurt inside.  Stretching my walls with  that thick stub.  
And he does last longer then most.  And seems to  have had women before.  He 
may be short; but his strokes are firm and  sure. 
    So, I guess for all the fucking my  body is taking, for the most part I 
am not sore.  They are boys and they  have boy's cocks.  I wonder when they 
will tire of their sport of fucking  the old lady.  Surely that is what 
they must think of me.  Maybe they  think of me reminding them of their mother 
and they get off frustration from the  thought.  I definitely don't remind 
them of some porn star they have seen  or some sexy woman that they fantasize 
about.  Most likely the draw for  them.  It is pussy and available.  They 
are aren't taking me out to be  shown off as a girl friend.  Just a piece of 
ass if they are horny or a  girl friend made them horny.  I don't think they 
are very good with girls  at this point.
    This old piece of ass has gotten use  to them showing up unannounced.  
The boys so far have not gotten kinky  other then to slap me with hand or 
belt.  I am waiting for the just fucking  and sucking to get old and them 
wanting to add spice or try something  different.  It is coming, just a question 
of when.  They have already  got their first surprise when I had my period. 
 Seems that is something  they don't want to deal with and thank gawd for 
that.  During that time, my  visitors dropped off rapidly with just a few 
coming over for me for a blow  job.  If this goes on for any length of time, I 
think they will know my  period better than I do.  They all knew quickly 
when it was over.  Had  five boys that first evening.
    The boys are learning about sex and  are having safe sex, in that I had 
no STD problems when they raped me.   They are getting off and 
unfortunately I am often getting off myself.  I  cum a better percentage of times with 
these boys then I have with my other  partners.  And sicko that I am 
becoming, when I am not doing anything, I  often think of the boys and I keep my 
phone on vibrate on my lap, so that when  they do call I already have a small 
buzz started.  Giggling as I think on  that.  They still announce themselves 
with those pictures.  Sometimes  a new one shows up, that I didn't even 
realize they had taken.  And boys  will be boys.  I have seen pictures of myself 
and one of the boys fucking  online in one of those porn sites.  Faces 
weren't shown; but it was  definitely me.  This is the fourth week of my 
servitude to these  boys. 
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    Sitting as I often do after work,  looking out the window, a cup of tea 
in my hands.  Again moisture falling  from the sky.  First is was snow, 
then rain and later I am sure it will be  snow again.  My house dress hiked up 
to my waist as I set the warm glass  mug against my exposed pubes.  The 
finger on the bottom of the mug lightly  stroking my folds.  The damn rain 
making me horny as I sit watching my  empty street.  Eyes closing as the finger 
presses harder.  My legs  tensing and squeezing against the fatty tissue of 
my pussy lips.  Moaning  softly as I strain to pull the mug away and set it 
down.  Not wanting my  finger to move from the aroused nerve endings.  
Walking awkwardly to my  bedroom and reaching for my gym bag.  My pussy lips 
rubbing against each  other as I mincingly walk back to the chair.  Dropping the 
bag alongside of  me, as I sit down again, this time one of my legs drapped 
over each arm, causing  my thighs to be splayed wide. 
    The shiny wet tissue of my inner  walls exposed.  Gleaming with 
moisture already.  Pulling the buttons  open on my house dress and exposing the 
front of my body.  My fingers  quickly pinching the hard nubs of my nipples.  
Biting my lips as I whimper  with the sweet sensations.  My hips already 
jerking, legs tensing.   Reaching down to my bag and rummaging in it for a few 
seconds.  Selecting a  flesh colored dildo and slowly inserting it into my 
already lubes pussy.   Working it in slowly as I think of the boys.   My hip 
jerking to meet  the thrust of the long white cock.  Walls collapsing around 
the molded  plastic.  Eyes closed as my hands fuck my needy hole.  Working 
myself  up to a quivering moaning mass and then pulling the dildo from my 
tunnel.   Feeling my muscles clenching on the emptiness.  Moaning with 
frustration as  I rummage for a bigger dildo.  Pulling the long thick black dildo 
from the  bag.  Mewling with pleasure as I rub it across my exposed clit.   
Letting it caress the bump, then sliding it between my lips.  My body  lifting 
from the arms as the thick shaft pushes into my cunt.  Working it  slowly 
into my leaking hole.  Feeling it bulging the walls of my  pussy.  My muscles 
grasping it, clenching on the thick black organ.   Grunting as I fuck it 
slowly in and out of my pussy.   Eyes closed as  I picture Jamal , roughly  
taking my body, making me his bitch.  Long  hard minutes of fucking with that 
thick cock, then finally pulling it free and  dropping it over the side of 
the chair. 
    And once again reaching into the  bag.  Finding easily the next item.  
The long tapering red cock, not  what you would expect for dildo.  Misshapen 
and angry looking.   Slipping it into my cunt, and feeling it slide deep, 
working the long red cock  deep in my pussy.  Feeling my breathing hard and 
ragged, panting as I work  the odd shaped cock deep and then the base a thick 
knob, working it into the  entrance of my cunt.  Feeling plugged like a 
bitch as the thick knot fills  and stretches my opening.  Sealing the entrance 
as I wiggle the cock in my  slimey tunnel.  My other hand playing with my 
pearl.  Rubbing it, then  pinching then flicking across the smooth surface 
with a fingernail.  Legs  extending into the air, humping into the air, 
staining to reach the  ceiling.  Feeling my body lifting and rotating as I feel the 
dog cock deep  in his bitch.  The tip just tickling my cervix.  My legs 
shivering,  trembling then quaking as I feel a long hard spasm of my cum.   The 
 plug keeping my juices in my hole, just as it would keep the fertile 
doggie seed  in his bitch.  Making sure that his seed has a chance to impregnate 
his  bitch.   Another quick orgasm as my fingers continue to tease my  clit. 
 Walls clenching on the dog cock.  The finally falling back in  the chair, 
the knot still blocking the entrance to my vagina.  This knot,  not going to 
deflate, till I physically pull it free.  Laying against the  back of the 
easy chair working my cunt muscles to grip the  shaft. 
    Finally turning my face to the  outside and looking with glazed eyes on 
the increasing rain.  Hearing it  pitter pattering against the bow window 
as I work the dog cock and knot from my  opening.  Hearing the suction broken 
with a loud plop and then the fullness  in my pussy disappearing.  My pussy 
lips gapping as I look down in the  wetness of my labia and thighs as my 
juices leak from the hole.  Taking the  doggy cock and licking it lovingly as 
I clean my juices from it.  A fine  sheen of sweat coating my skin as I lay 
back on the chair, arms draped limply  over the arms of the chair, in an 
orgasmic swoon.  Head turned to the  outside and the moisture pinging on the 
bow window.
    Eyes unseeing the change over of  precipitation from rain to snow 
again.  The thick gray clouds almost hidden  to view as the large flakes adhere 
to the window for a moment, before running  down the window as melted snow.  
Not sure how long I rested open and  uncaring as the afternoon moved to 
evening.  Eyes catching a movement of  color and then focusing slowly on a huge 
yellow SUV.  Well not really a  SUV, but a full size hummer.  Still in a 
trance of sorts not connecting the  vehicle to anyone, till the vibrator on my 
cell phone started humming, and a  picture.
    Buttoning up my housecoat as I  automatically respond to the cum puddle 
picture.  Slipping on my slippers  and walking to the front door.  Hearing 
the slamming of a car door and the  soft crunch of snow under feet and then 
the stamping of boots on the front  porch.  Flicking on the outside lights.  
Waiting and swinging the  heavy steel front door open as the door bell 
chimes happily.  Reaching  around and undoing the latch of the storm door and 
looking out and seeing  someone I don't know.  A big man, much taller than six 
foot and wide and  black.  Black I had expected; but I had expected Jamal 
and who knows how  many friends.
    Feeling my nipples puckered on the  thin house dress, poking from my 
thin chest.  Darting the cotton  material.  Goose bumps on my arms and legs 
and chest from the cold  air.  A lack of understanding frozen on my face. 
    "Good evening Ms Rust," a smile  showing a row of well groomed teeth.  
The smile all teeth and not one of a  truly friendly person.  His hand 
already pulling the door open and stepping  in, myself backing to the stairs 
behind me.  Shivering again and not just  from the cold.  "You didn't expect me 
I am assuming.  But nevertheless  I am here."  Undoing his heavy coat and 
hat and gloves.  Piling them  into my arms that I extended automatically.  
Dumbfounded and feeling small  as the man stands next to me. 
    "Ms Rust, I am Mark, Jamal's father  and he has told me so very much 
about you."  His laugh filling the room as  he steps in and surveys the living 
room.  "You are not the old cougar that  he mentioned.  Or an old nasty 
slut.  That he says fucks him and his  friends.  Yes. I think you are a slut 
but not so old for me and not so  nasty, at least not yet."
    His words spilling from his mouth as  I stand in the open door still 
not able to move.  "It is a shame that you  did not report the incident right 
away Ms Rust.  Now they have you as their  play toy."  Sitting down in my 
easy chair, lifting his legs extended in the  air.  "Don't want to get you 
foot stool dirty and wet."  Walking to  the dining room and hanging the coat 
and hat and gloves near the air vent, then  back to the living room and 
kneeling down and pulling off one then the other wet  boot.  Feeling the cold 
wetness on my hands and dripping as the snow melts  onto my upper legs.
    Shaking as I watch his gaze and  realizing that I am wearing nothing 
underneath me dress.  Wondering what he  can see as I push myself to my feet 
and carry the boots to set on a newspaper in  front of the vent.  Returning 
and seeing his long legs stretched out on the  matching ottoman to the chair. 
 Feeling a flush of embarrassment again  washing over my face as I watch 
him leaning over the side of the chair and  touching the various toy from my 
bag.  My chest heaving with emotion, as he  slowly turns to look at me with 
the red dildo, the doggie cock dildo in his  hand.  Then reaching down and 
picking up the black one.   Chuckling.  "You sho have a varied taste in your 
men," adding the flesh  colored one to the grouping.  "Seems you have used 
them all today.   They stink of skanky ho.  Is that what you are?  A nasty 
ho."   His eyes looking to mine as they shift from the dildos in his hands to 
his  eyes.
    "What other kinks you got in your bag  white meat?"  Dropping the 
dildos on the ottoman and lifting out a harness  and nipple clips and rope and 
cuffs.  Lubricants and condoms and a butt  plug.  Piling my years of 
collecting in front of me.  Face blazing  with humiliation as my needs lay in front 
of me.
    "No Pictures.  I have seen lots  of pictures of you girl.  Lots.  Are 
you a hot fuck or are the boys  just very impressionable?
    His eyes holding mine as I don't  respond.  One of his hand reaching to 
his crotch as he talks.  My eyes  following the movement.  Hearing him 
laughing as he lets me know he is  aware.  "Do you know who I am Ms Rust"
    "You are Jamal's father, he told you  everything it seems."  The words 
bitingly spit out of my mouth.  My  shoulders slumping as I knowing that now 
I am going to be a slut for this  father, how many other will there be?
    "Yes, that is correct, but not what I  was seeking for an answer."  A 
belly laugh as he clutches his crotch and  releases.  "I was wondering if you 
knew I have the largest escort service  in Dutchess County and quite a few 
others ones around here.  Specialty  escort service."  His hands pointing to 
the pile of toys, junk or deviant  props, whatever you might term them as.  
"And if you don't understand the  term escort service; then the word 
prostitute should suffice.  Or  whore.  Take your pick.  It all amounts to these 
women and girls  working for me, making money for me, doing what I say."
    "Undo your dress, let me see what the  boys find so interesting in your 
body."  His big hand slapping the arm of  the chair after a few seconds.  
"I said open you dress bitch, I don't mean  to wait on you."
    My trembling fingers reaching and  pulling at the buttons on my dress.  
The front of my body partially  exposed.  His fingers moving to indicate 
that I move to him.  Stepping  weakly forward, feeling his hands reaching to 
my shoulders and pushing the dress  off my shoulders, the material sliding to 
hang limply on my elbows.  My  body naked to his view.  The nipples hard 
and distended, thrusting from the  small; but still perky mounds of my 
breasts.  The soft swell of my belly  and then the puffy folds of my labia.  
Swollen and jutting from between my  long legs.
    My body trembling and jerking at his  touch. Screaming as I fell the 
slap of his big black hand on my  pubes.  My legs tensing to hide my slit.  
Eyes watering as I shake  uncontrollably.  His thick fingers, probing into my 
slit, peeling back the  lips hiding the tunnel.  Feeling the moisture on my 
walls and seeing  his nostrils flaring as he inhales my stench.  The smell 
of arousal.   Falling to my knees in front of him as his curled finger pulls 
me down and  closer.  His face full in mine, his mouth taking a hard kiss 
from my lips,  bruising them with the pressure as his tongue rapes my mouth.  
Long  and thick moving in and out in a parody of fucking.  My lower body  
still hooked by his finger in my cunt.  Feeling it fucking me as  well.  My 
chest heaving, the long thick nipples aching with  sensation.  Then feeling a 
hard slap on my right cheek as he pushes me  away.  The pain and instant 
warmth merging.  My hand reaching to my  cheek and being grabbed in his strong 
hand.  Holding it and as he leans  forward, twisting it pulling it behind my 
back.  "That is where I want your  hands you stupid bitch, now put the 
other one there."
    Helplessly kneeling in my living  room, totally controlled by the 
father of one of my rapists. My body already  bruised and sore and leaking 
moisture from my pussy as well.  Eyes going  wide as I feel him jam another finger 
roughly into my slit.  Feeling  my slick warm walls collapsing around and 
grasping the thick  digits.  Helplessly wiggling on his fingers like a fish 
on a  hook.
    The thick fingers of his other hands  moving to stroke along my belly, 
the flesh quivering under the hot touch of his  finger pads on my skin.  
Moving higher, my tummy sucking in and the small  mound of my left breast 
covered by the huge hand.  Nipple tip just touching  the palm.  Then My chest 
puffing forward to rub the long thick nub on  his hand.  Moaning softly as he 
moves his hand away and my chest follows,  seeking to maintain the contain.
    "At least you are a sensual woman,  even if you are not a classic 
beauty."  the plum like fingers tips rolling  the nipple and pulling it softly.  
My hips bucking fucking his invading  fingers.  Quiet sounds of pleasure 
creeping from my closed lips.  Eyes  closed as I rock on his fingers, feeling 
myself lost in sensations.   Then eyes jerking open as his thumb moves 
between the folds and slide  across the smooth surface of my pearl.  My body 
lifting up as my hands  slide from behind me and press his hand against my mound.
    My body slamming sideways, still  hooked by his fingers, as the pain in 
my cheek pulls a scream from my  lips.  Feeling the cheek and eye swelling 
already as I straighten back up,  my hands quickly held behind my back.  
"You are a dumb white bitch; but at  least you learn, slowly."  His fingers 
again massaging the swollen clit,  then pinching it with his fingers.  My 
juices leaking and coating his  fingers as I spasm with a quick release.  Tears 
sliding from my eyes,  running slowly down my cheeks to drip on my thighs.  
My chest  heaving as my nipples ache with need.  Breathing through my nose,  
hissing as the fingers continue to move over the throbbing pearl.  My body  
shaking as my legs try to support it.  Another spasm in my lower  body.  
Walls clenching on the fingers as my insides clasp releasing  another and then 
another spasm. 
    Feeling my hair in the grasp of  Mark's fingers, holding my gaze inches 
from his as I helplessly cum again and  again on his fingers.  "You will do 
slut.  You have a nice grasp with  your cunt.  Men like that."  Feeling 
myself pushed backwards.   His fingers leaving my hair and pussy.  Falling on 
my side looking up at  him as he stands.  "Stay there girl."  Hearing him 
walking past me,  his pant leg brushing my ass cheek.  His steps moving down 
the hallway to  the other rooms.  Hearing him urinating in the bathroom, the  
cabinets being opened and closed.  Then his steps coming back, looking up  
to see him standing beside me.
    His semi hard cock hanging from the  fly of his pants. A gleam of 
moisture on the ebony head.  "Clean it  bitch."  Pushing myself to my knees and 
holding the thick black hose as my  tongue moves to the pee hole of his cock. 
 Tasting urine and his  precum mixed on the smooth cap.  Feeling it pulsing 
as my tongue  slides over the smooth warm surface.  The semi hard black 
hose now  as thick hard rod.  Long veins outlined on the gleaming surface.   
The skin warm under my fingers.  Reaching to undo his pants and sliding the  
hard black cock back into the shorts and then sliding them down over the hard 
 globes of his ass.  The hairless crotch dominated by the long thick cock  
and the large hairless sack of his love nuts.  Feeling my thighs  squeezing 
involuntarily as I hold the shaft in my hand and then move my head to  lick 
and kiss the satiny skin.  Playing the shaft over my cheeks and  chin and my 
lips.  Sliding my head under the extended shaft and sucking on  the ball 
sack.  Pulling one then the other nut into my  mouth.  Feeling the shaft 
bobbing against my face, as I lave the sack with  tender kisses and nibbles. 
    Breathing heavily as I worship the  black prick.  Moaning as I finally 
open my lips wide and stretching  them wider feel the mushroom cap pop into 
my mouth.  Filling my cheeks like  a greedy chipmonk.  Tongue swirling 
around the cramped space of my  mouth tasting more precum as it oozes from the 
distended hole.  Then  sealing my lips around the shaft and bobbing my head 
deeper on the cock.   My long slender fingers working to ring the shaft and 
milk it as I move lower  with my mouth.  Eyes closed as I feel the thick shaft 
and head in my  mouth.  Filling it and then my throat.  Gagging just a 
little as I  adjust to breathe and suck.  Cheeks billowing in and out as I 
suckle the  knob.  My juices coating my full labia and thighs, leaking slowly 
from my  oozing puss.
    Then awakened from my oral reverie,  as I feel my head pushed from the 
long balck cock.  My hair  pulled looking up,  "on all fours you black cock 
whore."  Turning  around and kneeling on my hands and knees.  Feeling the 
hard muscular body,  pushing my legs further apart.  And then the fat knob of 
his cock jamming  hard between my thighs.  Finding the juicy opening with 
his first  thrust.  Face  to the floor as the thrust buries deep in my  pussy. 
 Rubbing the opening to my womb with the spongy head.  Long  hard strokes 
pistoning into my cunt.  Taking the flesh quickly,  completely.  My walls 
being thrust open and then collasping on his pulsing  cock shaft and head.   My 
thighs tensing as I squeeze, kegel on  his conquering shaft.  Mewling like 
a kitten into the carpeting of the  floor as he fucks me hard and quick.  
Spittle dribbling from my lips  as I ride the shaft, helpless and impaled.  
Feeling a brush burn against my  already sore cheek as my face is driven again 
and again in the fibers of  the carpet. 
    My body spastically squeezing his  cock as another spasm wracks my 
body.  Moaning as I feel the piston like  strokes slowing and finally stopping.  
His hand holding my body to  his.  Laying like a rag doll in front of him 
and then feeling his  saliva dropping onto my lower back and between my ass 
cheeks.  One ham  like hand swiping and squeezing my juices from my skanky 
cunt and then feeling  the juices swiped between my ass cheeks.  Groaning as I 
feel a  finger working the moisture, the lube into my dark hole.  My ring  
tightening to protect this opening; but failing as a thick finger fucks the  
narrow hole.  Grunting as it works in and out.  Feeling his  cock still 
pulsing in my cunt and moving with slows short strokes.  A  second finger 
taking my ass hole now.  Thick slabs of flesh, fucking my ass  as he slowly 
gliding in and out of my pussy.
    Then feeling the thick shaft ease out  of my vagina and the thick knob 
raised and pressing at the enlarged opening  where the fingers were seconds 
ago.  Hearing him grunt with effort and  myself moaning into the floor as 
the thick knob presses and then finally, slowly  impales my ass.  Mark's 
weight pressing the shaft deeper as my body jerks  in protest.  Feeling the 
uncomfortable entry of his cock.  Trying to  escape but the relentless shaft 
burrows deeper.  Gasping in shock as I feel  my intestines stretched with his 
long hard rod.  Eyes large as I feel him  pull back and then slam against my 
ass cheeks with his weight, burying the cock  to the hilt.  Then pull back 
and slam into me again.  Hard brutal  strokes, fucking deep and wide my open.  
Fighting to catch my breath as my  face is pushed into the floor.
    Head buried like an ostrich as the  assault continues, beating my body 
into submission with his black cudgel.   After what seems many minutes. The 
slapping of flesh ceases.  His  cock expanding in my ass, feeling it so 
clearly in my mind as the jets of  scalding seed are breed into my bowels.  The 
thick head expanding as he  release of jism coats my insides.  Finally 
feeling Mark pull out of my ass  tunnel.  A loud pop as of a champaigne cork and 
a feeling of pressure  released as his cock head is pulled free.  A grunt 
and groan from my mashed  lips.  My face red with the burn from the carpet.  
Nipples raw from  the continue brushing also.  A pain I hadn't realized till 
the ass fucking  ended.  Then the feeling of moisture oozing from my ass as 
I relax my  muscles.  The thick scads of ropy white cum, leaking obscenely 
from my  asshole, coating my bruised labia and then sticking to my thighs and 
 puddling on the floor.
    The flicker of flashes, bearly  registering with my mind as I kneel ass 
raised to the ceiling and face jammed  into the carpet.  A hard slap and 
then another to my ass cheeks.  Body  wobbling as I hear the words to knee 
upright.  Pushing myself from the  floor with weak arms and turning to face 
Mark.  His cock still semi  hard and covered with a variety of shiny moistures. 
 "Clean it you  black cock slut."  Leaning numbly to the arching and 
swaying black snake  and tasting it with my tongue.  Then leaning closer and 
sucking  the tip into my mouth.  Tasting my soil and his cum, my juices all  
mixed into one stew.  The musk from his body still powerful.  Then as  I finish 
cleaning his cock, finding my face pushed  into the floor.  Jammed into the 
puddle of cum from  my asshole.  Dutifully licks and slurping at the nasty  
mess.
    Not needing to look up to know that  the flashes are pictures being 
taken.  Finally pushed onto my back and legs  pushed open.  And more pictures.  
"I will have to see who of my  friends would like to have a white cunt like 
you."  Laying open and  displayed as he straightens his clothing.  "You 
will make me some money  slut, there are many don't mind fucking or using and 
older ugly cunt."  His  laugh filling the room, my ears burning as I hear his 
words.  Knowing all  too well how close to the truth they are.
    Laying watching him put on his outer  clothing and walk past me to the 
door.  "We will be in contact Ms Rust,  white trash cunt."  The door 
slamming and hearing the hummer pulling from  the driveway and finally painfully 
pushing myself up to the ottoman and grabbing  lots of kleenix, wiping the cum 
from my sweaty well used holes.  No tears  being shed as I sit again 
hopelessly in the empty house.  Hearing my phone  ringing, knowing that I have 
more pictures or another visitor or more.   Reaching to the cell phone and not 
surprised at the pictures of me kneeling cum  oozing from my ass and to my 
pussy and the floor.  And then the pictures of  my spread body, holes gapping 
wide coated with ropy cum.  My face so clear  and red.
    Shaking my head as I wonder what more  might happen.  Not wanting to 
even speculate.
      
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