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Click hereBit of an odd thing to be proud of but Julie felt good about it nonetheless. She looked down at her tits and wiped away the globs of cum that had collected there. Absentmindedly, she licked her lips and remembered where most of his load had gone. It wasn't a big towel but she did what she could and felt clean enough to get dressed.
She tugged her panties back on and watched as her partner exited back onto the stage to finish the show. Knowing she would have a lot of explaining to do upon her return, Julie tried to collect herself the best she could. Once fully clothed, she reached into her purse, grabbed her handheld mirror and sighed with relief.
The smiling face reflected back at her was clean and still looked great. Her hair was a bit disheveled but that was easily fixed. Her dress still clung to her curves and her shoes and purse still matched perfectly. Now, after putting on a show for the crowd and enjoying a great fuck with an attractive, well hung stripper, Julie felt more than confident.
She was excited. Excited to tell the rest of the wedding party about the back room. Excited to see her boyfriend's reaction to her adventure. And so with a look of smugness on her face, Julie opened the curtain and walked back to her seat.
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Julie sucked hard as my cock pulsed in her mouth, filling it with my built-up seed. I had made it to the exciting conclusion but just barely. Thankfully, she was ready and took my length into her mouth immediately. After I had expelled the last of it, I could feel my girlfriend swallow her mouthful before sitting back in her chair.
"Wow," I said finally. "What a story."
"Yup," she said, wiping her lips. "Never done that before."
The car was silent for a few moments before I responded.
"Would you do it again?"
She just smiled, still with that smug look on her face.
And I smiled too.
The description of the heat of the interaction was hot but did not fit her supposedly telling him. It was not second person it was third as if by observer. I won’t criticize the cuck issues as they are part of your story not anyone else’s
Awwww! It will be a marriage made in heaven when they tie the knot, he’s a moron she’s a whore.
Can’t you just picture him feasting on many a cream pie whilst thinking ‘my wife truly loves me’ else she wouldn’t be feeding me these wonderful desserts.
Oh yes, I predict many babies of various hues in this idiots future, ain’t love grand.