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"No," I demanded. Holding my fingers deep inside her, I reopened her legs. Spread them as far as the small cubicle allowed, and squatted down in front...of her. She was moaning louder now, and as if on cue, the people outside of us stood up and began to sing. We were hidden by the song, and without wasting a moment, I pushed my mouth past her thighs and onto her fresh, warm pussy. I dragged my tongue slowly up and down her slit, enjoying her flavor before wrapping my lips softly against her sweet. “Oh look how pretty you look down there bobbing on my cock. Such a pretty little girl you are.” Mike snickered again. Like the prick that he was, Darin didn’t pussy-foot around, but instead took hold of my head where he then started to roughly fuck my face. I was just lucky that I practiced this sort of thing regularly at home with one of my eight inch dildos, because when the fucker tried to push his cockhead into my throat, it actually went in. Then out. Then back in… “Oh my fucking God. More

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