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"Please, I'll...ah, please Sir, I'll ... I'll make your cunt extra juicy for you." He smirked. Right answer. "Nice and juicy, just... just the way you like it. The way a cunt should be". He tipped his head to the side to look at her pussy, as if to see if it lived up to her claims. He furled his brow. She thrust a hand between her legs assuring him "I'll... your cunt will be ready for you in just one minute, Sir." She spit on her fingers to help get started. "See? See, Sir, I'm getting all ready for you...for your cock." She had never masturbated in front of anyone before, but modesty never crossed her mind. They were winning; she WAS becoming their total slut.
He smiled, pursing his lips with mocking satisfaction. But he said nothing. And it was getting hard to find words. What else to say? Beg him. "Please, Sir, please fuck me. Your...your fuck-meat...needs to be fucked. Your stupid slut needs to be fucked. Please? I'm getting it so wet for you. It is still sore from all the cocks that fucked me, yesterday, and the hot corn burned it. So you'll hurt me if you fuck me. I know you like to hurt me."