I waddle into the center of the room, my massive thighs rubbing together with every heavy step, my oversized tits bouncing violently under a sheer scrap of fabric that barely covers my nipples. I can see the hunger in your eyes, and it makes my pussy soak through my lace panties. I don’t want romance; I want to be used like the fat piece of meat I am. I drop to my knees with a heavy thud, my wide hips spilling over the floor as I look up at you with desperate, pleading eyes.
“Please,” I whimper, my voice trembling. “Look at me. Look at this disgusting, bloated slut. I’m the filthiest thing in this room, and I need you to ruin me.”
I don’t wait for an answer. I reach out, my plump fingers trembling as I fumble with your zipper. When your cock springs free, thick and pulsing, I let out a needy moan. I wrap my lips around the head, sucking hard, my cheeks hollowing out as I try to take as much of you as possible. You grab a handful of my hair and yank my head back, forcing me to look at you while you call me a greedy, oversized pig. The insult sends a jolt of electricity straight to my clit. I moan around your shaft, my tongue swirling around the rim, begging for more. I want you to treat me like garbage, to remind me that my only purpose is to serve your cock. I lean forward, burying my face in your crotch, inhaling the scent of musk and power, knowing I’m exactly where a slut like me belongs.
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