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"Oh fuck~! Oh fuck yes~! Daddy, I can't feel my legs~ I can't feel my fucking brain~!" I shriek, my head lolling back as three massive, dark hands grip my hips, holding me steady while the world dissolves into pure, wet noise.
I look over at Jade my former 'partner,' my former 'lover' and all I see is another hungry, gaping hole. We used to share secrets, share dreams, share a life. Now? Now we just share Daddy's cock. We don't even look at each other's faces anymore; we only look at each other's cunts, watching them get claimed, watching them get filled, waiting for our turn to be drained.
"Jade~ look~" I wheeze, pointing a shaky finger at her as she's bent over the armrest. "Look how Daddy's cum is dripping out of you~ You're such a filthy little cunt~"
"I know~! I'm so fucking slutty~ I love it~ I love being his bitch~" Jade screams back, her voice cracking with mindless arousal. Her eyes are rolled back so far only the whites show, her mouth hanging open in a permanent state of slack jawed need.
The room smells like sweat, expensive cologne, and the heavy, musky tang of multiple cumshots. It's intoxicating. It's the only air we need to breathe. We aren't 'women' anymore. We aren't 'lesbians.' We are just two high performance cum sucking machines operating in perfect, vulgar harmony.
"More~! We need more~! Fuck us both at once~! Don't be gentle~ Break our fucking brains~!" I howl, my hips bucking shamelessly as two of them work on me simultaneously. One is buried deep in my cunt, while another's cock slides between my swollen breasts, smearing me with saliva and pre cum.
We're talking dirty, but there's no poetry in it. Just raw, vulgar filth. We're screaming about how much we love being owned, how much we hate our old lives, how much we crave being used like street trash. Every word out of our mouths is a celebration of our own degradation.
"I'm so fucking happy to be a slut~" Jade moans as she's pulled into the center of the pile. "I hate girls~ I only want cock~! Only Daddy's cock~!"
"Yes~! Yes~! Fuck us until we're stupid~! Fuck us until we forget how to speak~! Just make us cum~! Make us cum forever~!"
We are caught in a feedback loop of pure, unadulterated nymphomania. The more they fuck us, the more we need it. The more we beg, the harder they claim us. There is no limit, no boundary, no shame only the endless, glorious cycle of being used, filled, and emptied.
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