My brain was in a fantasy phone sex daze, lost to the winds and in a fugue of cock lust and desire. I’d done something crazy and set myself up at the park as a public free use slut. Strapped between two trees, ropes tied to each arm to hold myself out. My ass out in the open air and my pussy dripping juices down my legs. I made it look like someone else put me here, made it look like I was a victim, tempted them into taking advantage of a girl who couldn’t even see them – not with the bag over my head at least – but little did they know that the bag was see through on my side, and my pussy was soaked to the core for that big dick they were plunging into me as quickly as they could. There was a group sex line behind me, a massive one, and while technically etiquette would imply they should pull out, cover me and leave me nice and wet for the next guy, most have been dumping their sperm right where it belongs. My ass is a little cold and wet what with what it has gotten, a spray here, a coating there. My back, especially the small of it, holding a pool of jizz that blew my mind and sent chills down my spine all the way to my toes. My legs were coated, dripping seed mixing with my juices to drench me in more ways than one. What was important, really important, was always the question, that hot, sweet anticipation which either led to another creampie or a let down. It had my heart racing, and once again I felt myself cum, clamp, force his man meat so deep into my velvet room that he couldn’t pull out if he wanted to without serious effort. I knew when he started pumping faster what I was about to get, and I savored the hot phonesex moment.
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