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Squirter

 Found out his kink was squirting so I told him he was in for a treat, I told him to sit down in front of me while I scoot my pussy to the edge of my seat, squatted position putting thigh pressure on each leg, pussy lips spread open and my creamy tight hole I begin to peg, he watched as I twitched, he watched as I whined, he watched me turn around and pound myself from behind, my asshole puckered then my pussy went to follow, his head almost popped he would have looked like sleepy hollow, my breathing sped up, I sighed and moaned out “Fuckkkk.” I shot out all I had, I edged it until my pussy got mad, shaking like a dope fiend, playing in my kitty cream, contracting muscles to shuffle the tones in how I moan I groan when I feel that last little bit trickle out when I thought the juice was all gone, he sat there and stared in awe….I bent over the chair so he could view the tortured mess then I asked politely,  

“Are you coming in or naw?”
Written by 4calligraphee (Calligraphee)
Published | Edited 15th Jan 2023
Author's Note
Wanna see me squirt?
I bet you do 🙈
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