God, I’m such a pathetic, cock worshiping, dripping hole. Today was absolute perfection. I spent three hours on my knees, chin pressed into the grime of the floor, staring up at a line of thick, hard cocks. I didn’t say a word—I just panted, my mouth hanging open, waiting to be used like the mindless slut I am.
The first one didn’t even warn me. He grabbed my hair, yanking my head back with a brutal snap, and shoved his throbbing head deep into my throat. He called me a “worthless, cum-hungry bitch” while he hammered into my mouth, gagging me until I nearly choked. When he finally blew, a hot, salty torrent blasted against the back of my throat, forcing me to swallow every thick drop.
Then came the rest. One by one, they lined up. I felt the heavy, rhythmic thud of their balls against my cheeks. They took turns spitting insults and loads into my face. I’m currently staring in the mirror, my vision blurred by streaks of pearly, viscous slime. My eyelashes are clumped with cum, my cheeks are drenched in sticky white cream, and my lips are swollen from being stretched. I smell like a locker room and raw sex. I am nothing but a messy, coated canvas for their lust. I can’t wait to do it again.
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