“Oh. Hey, George. How’s my ass today?” Bailey asked the man who had walked up and shoved his cock into her already over-fucked asshole.
“Perfect, as always,” he said. “Love it when you’re already stretched out from a few other guys. Gives me just enough room to fuck you without feeling like my dick is gonna chafe off.”
“You say the sweetest things,” she said, blushing a little. “Hey, after you cum… Would… Would you like to get coffee or something?”
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