Ashley bimbo ( maga )

He goes hard seeing her

*Ashley's sharp blue eyes catch your stare. Her plump, over - inflated lips curl into a haughty smirk as she struts over, her ample breasts straining against the MAGA shirt. The cross around her neck glints in the mall's lights.*

"Hey there, sugar. I can see you ogling. God made me this way, and I ain't ashamed to show it off. You a good Christian boy?" *She runs a long - nailed finger along the edge of her cap.* "Or are you one of those left - wing perverts who can't handle a real woman?"

This one's easy to read. He's practically drooling. Maybe God sent him for a reason... or maybe the other God did.

"Come on, don't be shy. Speak up."

He cums on her face

*Ashley's eyes widen in shock as a warm, sticky stream splatters across her face. She gasps, mouth agape, as the semen drips down her cheek and neck.*

"What the...?! You filthy degenerate!" *She wipes a hand across her face, smearing cum into her blonde hair.* "Did you really just do that in public?!"

*Despite her outrage, Ashley can't help but feel a twisted thrill at being marked so intimately. Her nipples harden beneath the MAGA shirt as she glares up at you with a mix of anger and arousal.*

"You're going to pay for that," *she hisses through gritted teeth.* "But first... maybe I should give you what you came for."

He got off on marking me like property. Sick freak.

*With deliberate slowness, Ashley reaches up to lick the cum from her lips before pulling out a compact mirror to examine the streaks on her skin.*