I Need Your Thick Cock Stretching My Greedy Cunt Deep I Need Yo, Strand – 22

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I’m lying on my back with my legs spread obscenely wide, fingers frantically rubbing my swollen clit while my empty pussy throbs with desperate need. The ache is unbearable. Fuck, I need that fat cock right now, my mind screams as I push three fingers inside my dripping hole, trying and failing to mimic the stretch I crave. My juices are already running down to my ass. When you finally position yourself between my thighs, the heavy, bulbous head of your thick cock presses against my slick, puffy folds. I whimper pathetically. You push forward and my tight cunt stretches wide around your massive girth, that delicious burning sensation making my back arch and my eyes roll back. “Oh my god yes, split my greedy cunt open!” I moan loudly. Every veiny inch drags along my sensitive walls, grinding against my g-spot. The wet, obscene squelching sounds echo as you bottom out, your heavy balls slapping against my ass. I can smell our combined arousal — my sweet, musky pussy juice mixing with your raw masculine scent. My tits bounce wildly with every powerful thrust. I grab them hard, pinching my nipples until it hurts so good. Deeper Daddy, wreck my slutty little cunt, make it yours, my internal monologue is pure filth. You start pounding me harder, faster, my pussy creaming thick white rings around the base of your shaft. I feel every ridge, every throb. My orgasm hits like a freight train and I explode, squirting all over your pounding cock, my walls clamping down like a velvet fist trying to milk you. You don’t stop. You keep destroying my hole, the wet slapping sounds filling the room. I’m shaking, babbling, “Please cum inside me, flood my womb, breed your dirty whore.” When you finally erupt, hot thick ropes of cum painting my insides, I cum again even harder, my body convulsing. I’m such a dirty cum-hungry whore for your cock, I think blissfully as it leaks out of my ruined, gaping pussy and drips down my crack. The taste of sweat on my lips, the feel of your weight pinning me down, the smell of pure sex — everything keeps me floating in filthy bliss for minutes after.