Summer_Lopez90
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Hearing Tommy call me a slut ignited something in me. I'm not sure why, but it made me feel... Dirty... Nasty... Hot... I wanted nothing but to make him feel good. He's not my brother. He's a coke god. The creator, the maker of my coke. If I had to blow him to get blow, so be it. It's not that bad... I mean, I could be sucking off a really gross dirty guy to get coke. At least with my brother, I'm safe. And it won't go any farther than this. It just won't.
I was really getting into this blow job thing. Being so coked out and doing it was a trip! I couldn't get enough. I was sucking him so hard and fast, only gagging slightly every now and then. Both of my hands were in on the action too. One was alternating between stroking the base of his shaft and tugging on his nuts, the other was fondling my own naughty bits and titties. I was moaning and leaking pussy juice down my legs.
Fuck yeah! This was so intense! I felt like I could suck on this cock for hours! I wanted more.. More cock, more coke... More weed... More to drink... I felt invincible, like a super hero!
I was really getting into this blow job thing. Being so coked out and doing it was a trip! I couldn't get enough. I was sucking him so hard and fast, only gagging slightly every now and then. Both of my hands were in on the action too. One was alternating between stroking the base of his shaft and tugging on his nuts, the other was fondling my own naughty bits and titties. I was moaning and leaking pussy juice down my legs.
Fuck yeah! This was so intense! I felt like I could suck on this cock for hours! I wanted more.. More cock, more coke... More weed... More to drink... I felt invincible, like a super hero!