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Click hereSoon Tyler's incessant rhythm sped up.
"Yeah, yeah, fuck yes," he barked, "oh I'm gunna cum whore, I'm gunna cum."
By then I was used to the routine, with a quick movement I slid Tyler out of me and turned around to lie on the bed.
With him gone I could feel my ass gape with sudden emptiness.
"Cum on me," I breathed, "oh, please, cum all over me." I clutched my fake tits, I moaned like a whore, I wriggled like a bitch in heat on the bed.
And then Tyler disgorged his load onto my face, spraying out so hard it stopped me mid sentence. If anything he shot more than Mike, coating my already covered face in the stuff.
Tyler pulled back and stepped off the bed and Mike moved forward so he was standing over top of me as I lay prostate.
"Got it," he said, "that was a doozy. I think you really love this shit, Bambi."
And without a word, they both tucked themselves away and left the room, pausing only to finish their beers.
I lay silent, covered, painted on the bed.
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Dawn191270over 5 years agoI just hate rape and that's what this was … Take my word for it I know
