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I always relented, whether to my asshole of a now ex-boyfriend, my parents, or my roommate. " "I don't know," I said, thinking how awkward it would be to see him again... "I won't take no for an answer, Sabrina," she said, her teacher tone suddenly there. "Mmmmm, I see where you're going with this." "Let's make him regret his stupidity," she said, hugging me again, her smallish but very firm breasts again denting my ginormous ones. She really was a good friend, and in the end I relented. This was something Karen had often promised she could fix in ten minutes if I gave her the chance... "I expect you at the annual Halloween party, is that clear? That said, I expect you to look absolutely sexy as hell." I smiled. A threesome with another girl was the obvious next step. I turned and walked away, hearing him calling to me, "Honey, I thought you would want to do this." Tears streamed down my face as the last six months of my life crashed and burned. Karen's rationale was that she needed to share the wealth, a sexual wealth that she demonstrated having in abundance. Why would he assume I would do a threesome with him? My self-esteem had reached rock bottom and I was trying to avoid admitting the fact by flaunting my assets and talking like a cheap slut to strangers. But at the time I simply thought it would be great to show my asshole of an ex that I had moved on... She greeted me warmly, "Hi, Sabrina," and pulled me in for a hug. Walker," I greeted, having always thought she was a great person.

as she reminded me it's 2016 and being straight is so . "If I don't get laid by some stud tonight, you can get me off." "I'm keeping you to that," she said, standing up and walking to me.

" I asked, having seen her variety of strap-ons and heard many women begging for her to fuck them harder.

"I can get you to come in so many ways you will never look at a man again," she purred, leaning in and kissing my neck.

My Ex-Boyfriend's Hot Mom When people first see me, no one makes eye contact... Truth is, I am quite shy (I was the only Latina in my elementary and middle school and found it easier to fade into the background than to try and fit in with the whites), insecure (people fall for my body, not my mind or personality... could see me as smart, witty, pretty, athletic, Latina and beautiful. no, it's about how I tried to get revenge on my asshole of a boyfriend and ended up doing it in an epically perfect way... I was getting worried and annoyed, when I walked outside and saw him sitting on the ledge of a hot tub getting a blow job from some skinny white bitch with tiny tits. I allowed him to tie me up spread eagled on the bed while he finger fucked me, or played Play Station or face fucked me... I also played dozens of different slutty professionals: slutty cowgirl, slutty professor, slutty cop, slutty hooters girl (which surprisingly I didn't get hired for in real life!!! Besides all the slutty roleplay, he kept pushing me further into humiliation and submission including: I had to walk down the beach with a load of cum all over my face. He had me go to a wedding with a vibrating egg inside my cunt... which made me moan out load, drawing a surprised look from the bride just before she said, "I do." I went to work with a butt plug lodged up my ass for eight hours. He then came on my face and made me give his buddy a hand job. determined to walk out with the sexiest, sluttiest outfit they had. The costume was really nothing more than a skimpy, tight leather black dress, the head gear, and a cross.

thus although I know my body is amazing, I still have an inferiority complex about who I am)... I hide these insecurities by flaunting my body and being pretty sexually wild. and discovered I didn't have to stay locked in as a submissive for guys... Most Latinas would have walked over to the hot tub, yanked the white skank off their man's cock, bitch slapped her to kingdom come and then berated her man for the next 24 hours. No, I stared for an eternity, paralyzed by the insecurity coursing through me. okay, yes, it was what a fucking asshole too, but my main thought was why wasn't I good enough for him? oddly the helpless feeling only enhanced my orgasms... I sucked him in a variety of risqué locations: in a drive-thru, in the back of a taxi, in a movie theatre, in the kitchen while his mom was in the living room, and under the table at a four star restaurant. I played slutty superheroes and comic book characters. I even got fisted while I was skyping with my nana... One that would showcase all my assets and have every guy there drooling and maybe even some of the girls.... I would add a pair of sheer thigh high stockings with the lace tops of the stockings completely in view... An abbess would have swooned at the very sight of such a scandalous nun! Excited and confident, I headed home, suddenly looking forward to going out for Halloween and even to seeing my asshole of an ex-boyfriend. Karen smiled as I walked out of my room all dressed up and ready to sin, "Ohhh Sister, may I come into your confessionary and expose my sinful thoughts and deeds?

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