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The Pretty GurlShe turned heads and brought smiles when she walked. Slim, appropriately sized sized breast with a prominent bubble butt. She was all girl in appearance. Marla was sex on legs, always dressed fashionably sexy but never over the top. She had alluring Class! The world admired her, lusted her, not knowing that that lovely lady…wasn’t!Marla had recently turned 40, yet appearing to be 30. Her dark flowing mane fell below her shoulders, her bubble butt filled her skirts and bounced just enough to grab attention. Marla’s hips rolled like they were oiled pistons, shifting slow and steady. Her hems short enough to catch an eye, long enough to remain decent. She had it going on and she knew it!She had invested in her body, taking all the necessary hormones for over 20 years. Yet some over indulgence had shriveled her already small cock and shrank her balls. It snugged away inside the smallest of panties easily. Transitioning chemicals had rendered it nothing more than a piss pipe and her cum production was never more than a pleasurable slime. Her orgasm’s were completely driven by a firm cock stroking her prostate. She had “Ass Pussy” that loved to be fucked!No!..No one on the street knew that she was an all out “Cock Whore”. She was taking her cum filled bahis firmaları ass and scummy panties home to her Man “Dyck”, her Master!Dyck peered through the door thinking “She is such a beautiful whore”. He loved her in his special way even though she was a cock sucking Bitch. He knew she had taken cock up her ass that could only be measured in miles, would get ass up in seconds for the right man, yet he adored her! He kissed her as she entered the door, nuzzling her neck as she giggled. His nostrils caught the scent of male cum and saw a small dried white streak under her ear. “You stink” he whispered as he fondled her ass, she grinned “you know you like it”. She kissed him passionately as his hands groped her crusty panties, then fingers dug into her ass cunt. “Damn Bitch! Did you fuck everyone you saw today? There must be a fucking pint in your ass”, he growled! She laughed softly as she leaned against him throwing a leg around his waist. Dyck knew she was opening her asshole for him and he shoved 3 fingers into her. He felt her stomach muscles flex as she spat cum into his hand, and waited. In a second she felt him press his hand inside her cum sloshing, then lifted her other leg wrapping it around his waist, he carried her to their couch. At kaçak iddaa his side as he pistoned his arm, Marla was fist fucked as she whispered “I love You”.Later, in bed, Dyck was groaning as Marla’s head bunced on his cock. “Shit Baby!.Are you going to leave me enough to fuck you with”? She nipped his cock tip replying “since when did you need cum to fuck me?…I’ve taken your stiff cock many times when all you had was an itch..You didn’t even have pre cum”! She rolled to his sidetelling him about one of her encounters.”I was at the Cafe at an outsiide small table. I saw him eyeballing me from across the street. I leaned to the side reaching for my purse, opened a wide gap before I closed my legs”, Dyck moaned loudly as she carressed his cock. Marla continued telling him that the man paused, then tracked her way asking to share her table. They chatted, he flirted and touched her leg. She didnt react as he caressed her thigh. As the crowd thinned, he groped her inner thigh she said “there may be more under there than what you think”? He hesitated then replied “I really don’t care whats under there, everything I see inspire’s me. I can handle what ever is there”. His hand moved until it cupped her crotch, he grinned, she said “it’s not free because life isn’t. kaçak bahis I have bills to pay”. Marla said that he retrived their bill bringing out a roll of money and placing his hand on hers replied “Perhaps this contribution in aid”? Dyck grinned as she said “those hundreds caught my eye and made my ass itch”! Marla added that his friend had a bar less than a block way. He walked her right through into a back room, bent her over a stack of crates and fucked her twice! “That expensive licquer you’ve drank tonight, was a cum load from the bar owner! Dyck screamed laughing, “Damn Baby! You fucked him too”? She laughed kicking her heels against the bed, “him too? Darling, I didn’t start until noon and had a stellar day! I fucked 9 guy’s today and got paid for it”! Dyck glanced the stack of money on the side table saying “You are really are one nasty assed Bitch”! He roled on her thrusting into her, she said “I love the way you talk to me”. Dyck plummeled her! Ramming and slamming into her! Bwing her over, spreading her thighs wide, fucking her like a b**st! “Do it Daddie! Make your Bitch cum”, she grunted loudly! “Daddie!….Daddie…Daddieeeee”, she screamed as her limp cock slimed! Dyck dropped her, climbed over her ramed his cock in her mouth and slung cum inside! In a minute, he slumped over her, she slid down sucked his hanging balls, then lower to lap his asshole.You may wonder if “Dyck” is real?…… Yes, I am….. Marla?….Yes, she is! Only her name isn’t Marla….
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