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Chapter 27 by SassySquatch SassySquatch

How does the stranger respond?

She seems happy

As you shoot the small amount of cum you have left onto her hand, she smiles at you, looking deep into your eyes. “That’s a good boy, hopefully this makes up for all of that upstairs. Although if I was you, I probably still wouldn’t mention this to Amy” she says with a wink as she pulls her cum and spit covered hand out of your pants and up to her face, licking the juices off.

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‘How does she know Amy?’ You thought to yourself for a moment, but you were quickly distracted by the woman swallowing your cum. “Ok sugar, till next time” she says again with a wink as she pulls you into an even tighter hug, planting a big messy kiss on your cheek before pulling away. As she walks towards the front door and leaves, you can’t help but see how soaked her leggings are around her crotch and ass. Your eyes were glued to her big fat ass as she left, mesmerised by the way it bounces.

As the door shuts behind her, you come back to reality, realising what’s just taken place and quickly looking around to make sure nobody saw. Seeing that the coast was clear, you sneakily make your way back upstairs to your bedroom, only to find Amy inside half naked, her sports bra on and looking down at her crotch as she sits on the end, one hand resting on her bloated stomach.

“Oh there you are! I was looking for you” you say awkwardly, trying your best to act natural as to not let on what just transpired downstairs. “Oh um…yeah sorry….I went to the toilet downstairs just after you left to use the one up here” she mumbles as her flushed red sweaty face looks up at you. Her hair looked wet and her makeup was all smuggled. ‘She must have washed her face’ You think to yourself before speaking. “Oh I must have just missed you, I checked there but it was empty when I looked”. Upon hearing this Amy looked slightly panicked which confused you. But she quickly regained her composure when she saw her toy on the bed and reached for it.

“Oh weird haha, must have just missed me” she says in an awkward laugh as she spreads her legs and goes to reinsert her toy. For a split moment you thought you saw a puddle of something white ooze out of her, but she shoved the toy in so fast that you couldn’t really tell. There was a noticeable grimace on her face as the toy entered her, her discomfort showing on her face. “Are you ok honey?” You ask.

“Yeah I’m fine, I think I may have just gone a little TOO HARD before and now it’s really sore” she says, almost yelling as she emphasised the worst ‘too hard’. From outside the room it almost sounded like someone was laughing.

You spent the next hour cleaning up. Even though you didn’t think you and Amy had made that much of a mess, there were large wet spots all over the bedsheets that meant it would need to be washed. Unbeknownst to you, these sports correlated exactly where Amy had sat on the bed. It must have been during this time that the other woman left Jamal’s room, because by the time you went downstairs later, the only people left were Jamal and Amy.

“You guys hungry? I was thinking pizza for dinner?” You ask as you carry the bedsheets into the laundry. “Hell yeah! I’m starving” Jamal yells out to you, which was not surprising as you imagine this afternoons activities would have worked up quite the hunger for him. Walking back into the kitchen Amy looks at you warmly, similar to how the strange woman from earlier did. “I’m ok thank baby, I had a big meal earlier, I’m feeling super full and bloated right now” she says as she puts a hand on her noticeably bloated stomach, a small bulge visible from all the food that she must have eaten. You didn’t see the humour in this, but it must have been funny because Jamal almost choked on the water he was drinking due to laughing so hard which made Amy’s cheeks glow even redder.

The rest of the night was pretty normal. The three of you sat on the couch watching TV while eating pizza. Amy had to get up to use the toilet more then usual, but you thought nothing of it, all she said was something about not wanting to stain the couch when she got up. Eventually it was time for bed, but when you got to the bedroom you realised….

“Crap, the sheets!”

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