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Bria J Exposed! | dkburrows | 6

 

With one last slurp of her juice-laden fingers she forced herself to get up, brushing herself off with a few winces as she found some dead twigs sticking to her. Her front had turned brownish, her breasts a little read from the sharp weeds, but her nipples oddly erect. Not that she'd enjoyed any of that, she told herself.

She decided that she'd better move fast before anyone else came along. Cautiously she crept over to a window, raising slowly to look through, into Raoul's living room.

The porno she'd seen earlier had apparently progressed. She was no longer just sucking a black cock, the blue-eyed (no wait, she blinked her baby-blues, green-eyed!) slut was still reluctantly sucking, or rather gagging, on the black cock, but the camera had zoomed out to reveal that she was the center of a three-man sandwich. Two other cocks, just as black and if anything even bigger, where plowing the poor girl's holes.

"God she'll be so stretched by that," Bria thought, rubbing her aching cunt. "I bet there's a bunch of other guys just waiting to jump her bones."

Staring as the men fucked her Bria rubbed her sore tits with one hand, telling herself she was just easing the aches she'd acquired from being on the ground. She tweaked a nipple, yanking it harshly like the man on the screen. Her finger in her cunt became two, and instead of rubbing the outside they rammed inside.

"All the better to rub the spots those bristles hurt me," she justified.

A bang from around the street around the corner made her jump, and she ran off to the side of the window, afraid Raoul might have spotted her if he was in there.

"Oh God, Raoul," she groaned. thumping her head against the door at the thought of him catching her, naked, frigging herself.

 

Does Raoul hear the knock, or anything come of the bang from the street?


          No, but Bria moves to be on the safe side

 
 
 

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