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Deciding to start small, Sophie and I went back to our sets and restarted time.

Charlotte’s scowl showed her dissatisfaction with the laughter at her sister’s humiliation. The bitchy blonde scanned the gala clearly looking for someone to take her anger out on. Her eyes narrowed on the homeless black women, and she finally spotting her target.

“And what do you thing you’re laughing at you fucking poarch monkey,” Charlotte spat. The homeless women froze with fear, while her mild giggling was immediately cutoff. “You’re black, fat, and homeless you have nothing to laugh about bitch,” the sorority president continued trying to stand up.

Charlotte felt a strong tug, as she was **** to remain seated. Not being the brightest bulb of the bunch, she continued to pull until a loud rip was audible over the laughing crowd. Charlotte’s dress was ripped from her body, while the USC snob was sent wildly stumbling out of control in her skimpy white lace undergarment. Thanks to a little help from Sophie, Charlotte fell in the direction of the homeless women. Her manicured nails accidentally hooked the waistband of the black women’s pants and underwear pulling them down, and exposing a filthy harry black bush. With a loud squelch Charlotte’s perfectly made up face plunged into the homeless women’s stinky vagina.

Muffled cries of disgust could be heard from the racist snob, while a barely audible groan was released from the black women. Yet the two continued to stay in that position because, as if by magic, Charlotte’s luscious blonde hair had become tangled in the zipper of both the homeless women’s pants and jacket firmly holding her snooty face in the smelly hell.

The crowd laugh, while Charlotte futilely struggled to remove her face. Just then the stuck up snob did something only two individuals at the gala had been expecting, she started furiously rubbing her crotch, ass, and tits. To the unknowing eye it look as though the once proud sorority president was trying to get herself off with her face full of homeless pussy, but Sophie and I knew the itching powder was finally taking affect.

The fat black women seemed to be a member of the former because, at the sight of Charlotte’s active hands, she started humping the snooty face. The laughter had almost completely died down, as everyone sat stunned in silence. The homeless women’s moans and Charlotte’s muffled screams traveled throughout the entire crowd. The black women increased the speed of her hip thrusts until, with a surprisingly high pitch squeal, she orgasmed all over Charlotte. Cum drenched the snob’s face, as it had clearly been a while since the homeless women had gotten off.

The **** of the orgasm and Charlotte’s revolting disgust caused the bitch to pull away hard ripping out chunks of hair. As Charlotte got to her feet she froze in horror just like her sister had done only moments earlier.

The once perfectly preened snob was an absolute mess. Her makeup was completely runny making her look like a clown, while she was also missing a few small chunks of hair. Her face was covered in an layer of oddly thick cum which was scattered with black pubic hairs. The homeless women’s female fluid oozed down to Charlotte’s breast causing the white bra to become transparent exposing a couple of surprisingly long erect nipples.

Charlotte’s just looked at the crowd ready to cry before she yell, “Fuuuccckkkk.” The bitchy sorority president went back to furiously itching herself to the delight of the crowd who was again laughing and yelling explicit taunts.

“I can help you with that,” the homeless man yell, but he never got the chance. Charlotte took off running giving everyone one last view of her hand feverishly rubbing up and down her crack.