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“Yeah, clean their creampie from me,” she whispered, humping at my face. “Eat me like the slut you are.” She put her heels on my shoulders, then pulled them off and said, “Take your clothes off.” I quickly shuck my clothes, and sat down. She put her heels back on my shoulders, which dug into my muscles deeply as she resumed humping my face. The pain was wicked, but it sure stroked my submissive side. I rose quickly towards orgasm until I was moaning hard.

“You are so fucking sexy,” I muttered.

“Mmmm, thanks,” she said. “Would you really clean my creampie pussy if other guys left their cum in me?” Her tone implied that she thought the idea was hot too.

That made me think. Would I? Part of me said “yes, fuck yes,” but the other part worried over death and disease. “Maybe,” I concluded, “if we knew them well.”

“Oh, so if it was the guys from our Sunday School class, you’d do it?” she laughed. That kinda took the zip out of the moment, because it seemed so improbable. “But what other guys do we know well?” she pointed out. It was true; I had devoted so much of my life to my kids and family and work, that I hadn’t cultivated a group of close male friends.

“Maybe I should make some friends,” I said, continuing the fantasy.

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“Maybe you should,” she said. Then she grabbed my head and pushed it hard against her creampie pussy. I was getting alfredo sauce on my face, but I didn’t care. This was hot! Suddenly, she pushed me away. “Go get on a condom. We need to keep your load so you can eat a gangbang’s worth at once.”

I flew up the stairs to get the sex bag where I keep my condoms. It wasn’t there! “Honey, where’s the toy bag?”

“Down here, you fool!” I could hear her good-natured laughing. I flew down the stairs twice as fast, arriving in time to see her putting on heavy red lipstick. I only stared, feeling my balls twitch. “Do you like it?” she smiled.

“Hell yes,” I said enthusiastically. Her blood red lips and slicked back hair made her look like a butch dyke. I realized then that her hair wasn’t wet; it was held back with gel or something.

She watched me seductively, then peeled back the cheese on the last slices of alfredo pizza. She wiped as much sauce as she could off, then smeared it onto her pussy. She was very messy looking! “C’mon,” she purred, “you’re the last guy at my gangbang.” I scampered over as she got one last fingerful, and put it in her mouth. Hurriedly, I pushed into her as she pulled my face into a alfredo snowball. The illusion was very real.

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