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BBW sex in the changing room!

Riding in the changing room was a new experience but not one a BBW sex fiend like me was adverse to. Something about disturbing everyone else who just wanted to find a nice top made me feel powerful. To think they’d be too distracted by the sound of his balls slapping against my thick ass to even think about what they’d look like at whatever party they were shopping for, empowering. The thick dick plunging up into my whore cunt over and over wasn’t shabby either, it was all around a wonderful experience and I’m happy I got to experience it. Almost as happy as I was when I felt him begin to thicken and ready his fat load for my fat pussy. Big girls having sex doesn’t stop early, never does. I bucked, humped, and tried to squeeze it out of him and in response he started to jackhammer my dripping slut slit while getting ready to give me everything he’d had stored for his girlfriend. I needed it more than her anyway, wanted it more too. I palmed his chest, squeezed, twisted my hips and bounced like my life depended on it. In return, he gave me a hot wet gift that he shot right into my slutty folds. It was thick, creamy, and so warm I could feel it throughout my entire core. I didn’t pull off right away, I enjoyed the sound of our breathing. I took in the smell we’d made. I listened to the shuffling of other customers and the whispers of people who’d obviously never had sex in public before. They tried to shame me, wondered what kind of pathetic skank would do something like this. It bounced right off me, I was proud of what my Cum whore pussy had done to make this man’s day so much better.


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