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"Just because he was the one who was there."

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"Loosely based on encounters from some years ago."

I'm on heat tonight.

Older man, alone, in the bar. Smart dresser, soft eyes. Indian.

Wedding ring.

Maybe...

Walk over. Hitch my skirt. Black tights.

We drink. He talks.

Married twenty-five years. Away on business.

Dark alley. Held against the wall, tights ripped, thong wrenched aside. Aaahhhh, his cock! So big, so dark.

Later, on his hotel bed, I splay my legs.

Lovely brown cheating bastard fuckme fuckme

Beautiful fuckslut... White bint...

Aaaahhhpleaseplease harderharderharder

(my cunt clenches)

yessssyessssssss

(his cock spurting inside me)

nnnnggggghhhhhh!!!

He looks down, amazed, at his semen spilling from a white girl's cunt.

Again???

Oh yes!

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Written by Ellie73
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