That night I wore my platform stiletto sandals, along with stockings, a thong, a bustier, and a wig, all in the same very sexy shade of pink. My makeup, with lips so plump, was so outrageous that even the Pope would have ejaculated in his pants without me even touching him... I walked with a natural sway of my hips, making my big behind undulate, all while being held firmly on a leash. For now, the parking lot is deserted... Only my anus still stings a little... Indeed, there was still some of my torturer's semen running between my buttocks and had dampened my thong... It embarrassed me a bit, but I tried to keep up appearances because, despite the blowjob I'd given him behind that tree, my makeup hadn't budged too much... "Hmm, you liked that, bastard..." I said to myself, "After a long, sloppy blowjob, you fucked me against that post... and soiled me by coming in my ass..." We walked a little further... His sperm, still warm and dripping from my orifice, had not only stained my thong but had also gotten onto my thighs and soiled my stockings... I see headlights in the distance... Quick, hide! Quick, quick! Ow, you're pulling on the chain! The car stopped, and the headlights began to illuminate us. We moved forward together, me in the front, held on a leash like a whore... I tried to wiggle my hips as best I could in my stilettos on the uneven ground. When we reached the car, the five guys had eyes like soup plates; they clearly hadn't expected to see a sexual UFO like me... I'm not going to get fucked for free, am I? Oh no! I said to my torturer. Well, having no choice because he was taking his time negotiating the price, there I was, on my knees around five dicks, sucking them all at the same time... mmm, phew, mmm, phew, mmm, they stink of piss... Come here, you big ...

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