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Velvet Crush: A New Beginning
Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: ohgirl1, Rating: 71, Source: xHamster
the two men led it onto the stage, helping a fresh one, for each show, up onto the table and guiding its arm length, bicep width tool into my well lubed vagina. I found myself moving with it, sometimes nearly ¾ of the entire cock buried inside of me, thrusting my hips upward to meet its pumping motion. Each show they would ride me until completion, filling me with a pint of their sticky, white goo. The handlers would then help it down, after pulling its still erect penis from my gaping hole, while one of them held a clear glass bowl between my legs to catch the semen as I sat up to drain its seed. I would then dance around the stage, drinking the warm, sticky fluid as the crowd cheered me on. The d**gs allowed me to revel in the attention and to enjoy each show until the next one, savoring the cum as if it were that of the men whom used to do the same in my bukakke orgy films. This went on every night for nearly three months, before I learned that my dad had arrived, nearly 30 days after my grandmother. He had gotten word from my grandmother’s husband, explaining that she had left a month before to help her daughter. My dad then flew down to Mexico and with a few bribes and after paying a hefty amount of cash, got both of them out of the country and purchased all of the owner’s videos. That thought is what made me really think of the love that my f****y shared and it shook me out of my d**g stupor long enough to realize what my mom tried to warn me about. It had all come to ... me one night, after I had performed a record setting six live sex acts and finished with my dozen more customers. I was smoking a cigarette, while I watched one of the old cassette tapes of my mom and grandmother performing their acts, when I was given the rest of the story by the owner of the club. He told me of my father’s move to rescue both of them and how he only had two or three dozen movies still remaining from his sale of all of his tapes. I gave him a blow job before he went off to bed and then I packed up all of his tapes, including the new ones, showing me engaging in a wide variety of extreme sex acts over the last three months. I then took his car and left, somehow making it back across the border and into California. I drove back to my gang member’s warehouse and, for some reason, celebrated by getting stoned again. I continued my sex and d**g binge for another week, until a couple of my Latino lovers found the videos in the car and they showed them to the rest of the gang. I sat with them as they watched my nightly sex acts replayed over and over, along with the films of my mom and grandmother. The b**stly acts had them looking at me in a different light and soon I found myself being brutally gangbanged by the entire gang. They used me for two days and then sold me to a local d**g dealer, who then passed me around to various groups of friends, whom I had recently found myself with, as I came out of my d**gged up mental haze. Now I was waiting for my father to ...