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Monday Feb 07, 2005

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3 months & 1 week ago
The party was as predictable as clockwork. They always were. By the 2nd hour, most everyone was fucking or sucking or slurping on something. Ian was locked in the bathroom with a little blonde number. She was bent over, chopping it up. Ian slid his cock straight up in her. She gave a little squeal. The coke was moving in and so was he. She was wet and squirmy. He felt her grip all over him and he went deeper. Unnhhh. He gripped her ass, spreading her cheeks open for a better view. Pump. Smack. Pump. Smack. His finger slipped into her puckered little ass. He waited for her reaction. She squealed on cue. Just like a little whore. Ian smiled at himself in the mirror. The girl yawned. Ian felt like a rock star.

Outside, Bianca was sitting at the edge of the pool. her bikini was long gone. legs spread and her back arched, a dark head of curls bobbed at her pussy. Bianca was getting it good.

-Yeah! Oh FUCK, YEAH!

His fingers slid deliberately into her juice. His mouth gnawed on her clit. He slowed and withdrew. He touched all around her lips, teasing. He felt all the soft parts. The parts that become ignored. Bianca was staring down at him. he flicked her button. Her switch was on. He placed her on the grass and told her to kneel. She faced his dick, hard as stone. She licked her lips and gulped him down. She felt his tip on the back of her throat. Her eyes watered. Her cunt ached. She licked him like a lollipop, slobbering all over his knob. She quickly contemplated doing a turn and switch, thrusting his prick inside her- maybe without him noticing. Her plans became unnecessary. Delicate hands braced against her shoulders and rammed her from behind. Slam, fuck, slam. Her new friend slowed down and leaned over her, dildo in place. Tits squished against Bianca's back. The cock in her mouth was engorged, heavy, begging. Bianca's mouth was being fucked. Faster, faster. His ball sack slapped her chin. He pulled out streaming. The money shot.

He collapsed next to the girls. The dark haired girl continued to stoke Bianca.

-Now Samson, you can't leave our little playmate hanging like that.
-Liz my dear, I had no intentions of that sort.

Samson slithered under Bianca and took her clit in his mouth once again. The professional screwing resumed. Bianca was warped in pleasure. She wanted out of her marriage.
VIEW 6 of 6 COMMENTS
amir:
Wow! Your journal is awesome, what a cool idea.

I think I'm gonna start reading a little bit of it everyday from the beginning.

And by the way thanks for the nice comment on my journal.
Feb 10, 2005
artpie:
you fucking RAWK!
Mar 1, 2005

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