The Fellatio Whore Craves Your Seed-Feed Me-BAI-A-0004-07/17/2023

The Fellatio Whore Craves Your Seed-Feed Me. Just looking at you made my mouth ache. Sitting here in the food court of this gigantic mall shouldn’t have me so fixated on you, but I was. What did I do to deserve this torture I wondered. Enjoying my meatball sub, you walked into my line of sight with you friends…I guess looking for the same thing too. I could see your big, fat member pressing against that way too tight jeans you were wearing and all of a sudden my mouth started to release drool.

My long time friend jerked my shoulder a bit to ask what I was staring at, and I was…staring I mean. I don’t even know how you never turned around to notice. I had to say something. So i wrapped my sandwich up as best I could and alighted from the chair. Oh my fucking goodness!!! Thick cream started to ooze from between the crease of my pussy lips. I was super fucking turned on and you were going to know why.

Walking over to you made my nipples get hard under my tee

“Hi” is about all I could muster out in a very pathetic sounding tone. You turned to me. Oh fuck! Now your cock is facing me, and the intense bulge is much stronger and larger than I thought it would be. “Hi pretty girl”, you said. Now there is absolutely nothing that would stop me from getting what I needed today. Which of course was your cock in my throat. I leaned forward. Your friends and mine both looking on. Your brows became furrowed and beads of sweat started to appear on your forehead. “Right now?” he whispered.

Right fucking now

I told him to meet me in the bathroom as soon as he could break free. Turning to my peeps, I gave them a gentle wave. As if to say, I’m not at the table but I’m still around. They understood. They knew me after all. Walking through stall by stall, I wanted one with leg room for when I knelt down. Trust me, I knew what to look for. My throat has been busy since I was…let’s just say tender aged lol. Yes! This is perfect. The disabled stall had lots of everything room and even came with a shelf over the toilet itself in case I wanted to be real creative with him.

Rolling my neck slowly around clockwise and then anti-clockwise

I scooped my hair up in a loose ponytail and assumed the position on the floor facing the stall door. It pushed open and there he was with my dinner. I beckoned to him with my finger, his eyes widened as he stepped closer to my face. Resting my palms on his now rick hard meat was tantalizing for me. The thought of him in my mouth made me almost cum. Calming myself down a bit I put my soaking mouth on his jeans and bit.

Hi, I’m Bailey, just your friendly neighborhood college girl. Want to see how I slurped every last drop, well come back for part 2 in a few days silly.

xoxo

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