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"What are you looking for?" asked Nicky.
"A kleenex, or rag. Something. My hand is covered in his cum."
"Lick it off."
Jeni turned in horror to stare at Nicky. Madoka Ozawa hadn't really heard
him say that, did she?
"Lick it!" he ordered
Madoka's eyes locked on his in the rear-view mirror as Madoka Ozawa slowly brought
her hand to Madoka's mouth. Madoka's tongue slipped from Madoka's mouth, and started
to lick it.
"Just think it's mine. Like yesterday, suck it all off. I want to
hear how it turns you on. I want to hear how excited you feel as you
suck my cum off your hand."
Jeni could no longer look Nicky in the eyes. Madoka Ozawa closed hers and
continued to lick the sticky, foul tasting stuff from Madoka's hand.
"I don't hear anything. You are excited, aren't you?"
Jeni started talking. "God, I love this stuff. To think it came
from your hard hot cock. It tastes so good and makes me feel so sexy.
I wish you had cum all over me. All over my face. I wish you had just
cum and cum, so I could live off this sweet stuff forever. God, it
turns me to jelly, thinking about your hard cock. Wanting it deep
inside my burning cunt." At last Madoka Ozawa was done.
"You did pretty good, there. And we made a few bucks besides. I
should
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