A little help to win a bet

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A little help to win a betI was on a usual business trip. This time was Chicago.My loving Ana was staying at home in New York and I could figure that lonely night she would be outside, trying to pick up any well-endowed black guy to drag him to our marital bed.I was so stressed during the last weeks; Ana and I had not fucked at least in six days… and I knew she could barely stand it…After the usual meeting with clients I was on my way back to the hotel. I was tired, but I thought I could enjoy a last drink before fainting onto the bed…Then I stopped at a bar in a shopping strip, to get a glass of good scotch.I sat down at a table and pulled out my phone to check my email. The waitress had not even come to the table when a young girl in her mid-twenties sat down across from me and smiled, whispering very softly:“See my girlfriends there; they had bet me one hundred dollars each one, that I would not blow you in the ladies room. It has to be you and right now”I looked at that young girl. Then I saw another four girls at the table over in the corner were all bayraklı escort watching us and laughing. I looked back at her and she unbuttoned the top button on a blouse, to show me a nice set of firm tits.“Do I win, or do I have to lick my friends when we get back to our house?”Then I stood up, took her hand and helped her to her feet…She smiled over at her friends, a couple of which had jaws hanging open. I followed her toward the back of the bar. That young bitch knew how to walk too. Her hips swayed in a way that emphasized her nice round ass…Once in the ladies room I grabbed her arm and shoved her toward the larger stall at the far side of the room. “Give me your phone and sit down; you need proof you blew me” I told her.She pulled out her phone and handed it to me. Then, to my surprise, she undid her pants, shoved them down to her ankles and then sat down. She reached tentatively for my zipper and undid the belt. My pants went down and my angry dick popped out and pointed at her sweet face…The girl grabbed my shaft and pointed the red head of escort bayraklı my cock at her sweet lips. I started filming just as her lips were receiving the tip of my dick.She took my cock and I watched her, as her tongue flicked out under my head and she looked up at me with a look became a sneering smile as she looked from the camera to me and back. My left hand flashed around her head and with a handful of hair, I pulled her head back and I quietly said: “Babe, you can suck better my dick… do it”Then she took my head into her mouth and began vigorously sucking and bobbing on my cock as if she was just as anxious to be done with me as I had become to get it done. My eyes were glued to the view screen and I began pounding harder and harder into her mouth; literally face fucking her I could hear her moaning and gagging on my cock.In less than ten minutes it was all over. Hitting the back of my head on the stall door, I arched backwards as my hips thrust one last time and I held her face impaled on my hard dick…I unloaded wad after wad deep inside bayraklı escort bayan her sweet moist mouth. I felt her pushing at my hand on her head and then I finally released her…As she coughed with my seed in her throat; I realized she was rubbing her pussy furiously… I watched in amazement as she stared at my dick and tried to put it again in her sweet mouth…As my dick got hard again, the young girl stood up and turned around, putting her hands on the stall’s wall…“Please, blowing you is not enough, now fuck me… I beg you, please…”I grabbed her hips and in one single motion I slid my hard dick between her wet pussy lips, up to the hilt. She cried in surprise, but then started to moan as I picked up my pace to pump her cunt…I fucked her from behind during at least ten minutes, enjoying my hard cock invading her tight wet cunt… She came twice on my cock before I finally arched my back again and filled her wanting pussy with my seed.When she finally recovered and sat down, she asked me what I was doing with my fingers on her phone.I replied I was just sending the file to her group of girlfriends.She smiled and kissed the head of my cock for a last time.I returned to my table and ordered my scotch. I looked at the group of wild girls and smiled, thinking their slut friend had really earned her bet…

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