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Chapter 8 by BiBiComte BiBiComte

One thought of many.

Get fucked.

I scanned the area. Take off your bottoms and fuck indiscriminately.

While walking past a cosmetics store, a blonde woman's hands flew to her belt and zipper. The next second, her mom jeans were pooled to the ground as she looked to her teenaged son, whose tossed shorts were caught on a stray branch of a tree, and pounced on him.

Quaint. But not quite all.

...with all acts to involve the ass.

Instantly, the mother moved from kissing her son's lips to pulling him over to his stomach. She slid her face down his back until it was above his butt cheeks. Then she pulled his ass apart, took a breath, and stuffed her face in between both of his globes.

As she rimmed her kid, a black woman who had been strolling down the crosswalk in front of a car had pulled down her skirt. The two men in the sedan jumped out, their own pants unzipped and falling, and instantly stuck their fingers up her butthole. She cried out in half-pleasure, half-discomfort. They plunged their fingers in and out, in and out, knuckle against knuckle.

I watched the ensuing collaborative effort approvingly. Right next to me, a security guard was having her own ass fucked by a fellow uniform while he smacked her butt cheek with the side of his stick.

"Take 'em off, Michelle!"

"I AM!"

Meanwhile, just feet away, Michelle successfully tugged her pants down with the already naked Liana's help. The redheaded girl then went on her knees, clapping at her friend's wonderfully shaped buttocks, one and then the other, licking her lips.

"Oh, I've been waiting to do this," she mulled aloud.

And then in her face dove, into Michelle's tight, white ass-meat.

What's next?

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