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I played along because let’s face it – I love being a bbw whore slut! So I unbuttoned my blouse slowly, revealing my huge breasts covered in stretch marks from years of being fucked hard and sucking cocks like they were going out of style. His eyes widened as he took in the sight before him; his cock already starting to twitch inside his pants at the thought of tasting me.
Next came the skirt; it rode up high enough for everyone around us to catch a glimpse of what lay beneath – which only seemed to turn them on more! My thick thighs rubbed together enticingly as I pushed through crowds towards an empty corner where we could be alone together…or so we thought!
As soon as we reached our destination though (and trust me when I say this), every single one of those perverts gathered around us just staring hungrily at our bodies like they hadn’t seen food in days! But none compared to how much you wanted me then…and still do now if your massive erection is anything go by right now!!
As I stood there, completely exposed for your viewing pleasure, my heart raced with anticipation. The air was thick with lust as you approached me, your eyes fixed on my plump ass cheeks and the trail of sweat that had begun to form between them.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” you whispered hoarsely into my ear before leaning in to capture one of my nipples between your lips. Your hot breath sent shivers down my spine while your rough hands groped at every inch of available flesh on display.
I moaned loudly as you continued to tease and taunt me, pushing me up against the wall until we were flush against each other from chest to thighs – our hips grinding together in a primal dance meant only for those who truly understand the language of raw desire.
“Fuck,” you growled out finally breaking away from our heated embrace long enough to look into my eyes which were filled with unbridled passion and need for you alone.”I want all of this…and more.”