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Hot Phonesex Pool Playing Slut

I knew my legs wouldn’t stay together tonight. The pool table was calling my name. The men betting on balls, had me thinking about draining their balls. I love biker types. They make my blood run hot and my pussy has a mind of its own. I saw how they looked at me as I downed my whiskey shit and chased it with a Bud light. They knew I was a loose girl; my body was perfect and my tits on full display as was my ass in my cut off skirt. When I bent over to adjust my strappy heel, my panties showed my round fuckable ass cheeks. I was motioned over and one of those hot sweaty bikers asked, “how much for your ass?” Followed by Ruckus laughter as they knew I would be a free whore tonight. My cunt was a free for all, and they took full advantage of this whore. A line of coke and a couple more shots and I would be splayed on the pool table taking cock after cock. My throat raw from having deep throated some fat cocks as well. I would not be satisfied until I had a least seven loads of cum in my cunt. My lucky number!

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