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We dated away the winter. By May we knew everything about one another. And once we did I knew I had to kill or die to keep her. Cindy liked to drink. And with the buzz came the confessions. In the car, on the couch, in the bed. She wasn’t looking for sympathy, thats for sure.
That second date back in January started it all. We were in the car after the movie, holding eachother in the parking lot waiting for the heat to kick in. It was my big old Pontiac. The thing just wouldnt die! Cindy tipped a flask of bourbon all the way back.
“Dis-ull get us waum!” she laughed. we began to kiss. her mouth was sweet and boozy. It was then she grabbed at my cock for the very first time. Was this the frightened little girl behind the counter last week!? She yanked at my belt and zipper, pulling out my fat one. with a quick look out the windows Cindy went down with a choking “Oumph!” I held her head gently in total bliss as she slobbered over my prick. On a slurpy up-stroke she raised her head.
“Whadayadoin?”
“I’m sorry hun, I was just holding the back of your head a little.” (I was afraid that I screwed up a bit, most girls dont like that.)
“PULL MY HAIR YOU FUCK!!”
I was glad to be wrong and didnt hesitate to follow orders!
I grabbed a fistfull of butch and started hammering. Cindy choked and gulped. I never got this rough with any girl before and I was digging it. All at once she forced her self up gagging loudly. I swear she was going to puke, but after a few deep breaths she sat up next to me. She went right into a hand job, slippery and fast. She leaned up and whispered in my ear.
“Guess what…”
“What?!” I responded in a feverish tone.
“My daddy fucked me! He made me eat my youngah sistah’s cunt all da time when we were liddle! He even made me lick my moms shit hole when she was passed out dwunk!”
I was speechless and ready to explode! The mental images were too much!
“Whada ya think about dat?” “Huh…HUH?!”
“I…I dont know!”
“Well heres sumpthin else…’ She drew closer to my ear as she kept up the pace on my tortured cock and whispered even softer…”I loved it, I loved every fuckin second of it!!!”
That did it! I grabbed her head and shoved her down. she let go of my dick and slid onto the floor of the car. I went for my self and pointed it. She didn’t suck it and I didn’t want her to. Instinctively, we both knew what we wanted. By the dash lights I watched rope after rope of my thick cum arc high into the air, then lashing down across Cindy’s contorted face. Her gaping mouth caught most of it while still more streaks of hot white goo smote her eyes, hair and neck! She was silent as she took it all, like a demon in prayer. I grunted and gasped back to reality. My pace slowed and I slumped back further catching my breath. Cindy sat up next to me. I looked over watching my cum drip slowly from her chin. she made no effort to clean up, she just staired back at me with a little smirk.
“Now ya gettin to know da real me.”