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“That’s enough,” she says, and I sit back on my heels. She turns the dispenser around so the bottom I licked is poised at her cunt. “Now watch, Alfie, and maybe if you’re good, I’ll let you fuck me too.”

She lifts her feet onto the counter and leans back as far as she can as she begins to push it inside.

“Ooo, it’s cold.” Her eyebrows raise, then she moans. “It feels good.”

I stare in awe as her dripping love canal takes the fat can. She’s doing amazing. I love the way her puffy pink pussy lips look stretched around the metal. It’s such a delicious image that I beg, “Can I rub one out while I watch? Please. This is torture.”

“Mm-hmm . . .” She nods with a needy moan.

“Fuck yeah.” I groan as I finally get to fist my throbbing hard-on.

I watch like a dog as she pumps the can in and out while beating my meat like it’s the goddamn cure for cancer. She rubs her sweet little bean until she has to worry her lip and scrunch her brows to avoid crying out. I’m sure the trailer is far from soundproof.

“Open your mouth,” she pants, and I can hear her orgasm closing in in her voice.

“Cream for me, baby,” I say, and she tilts the nozzle toward my outstretched tongue just in time for her to squeeze the handle as she comes.

Sweet, creamy white shoots out and spurts on my tongue, quickly filling my mouth. As she peaks, she cries in a throaty, desperate keen, “It’sdairy-freeeeee.”

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