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I got the nickname Dirty Debi when I was about 12. I would do all the things my friends wouldn’t. It didn’t matter much if it was boys, male teachers, female teachers or my friend’s daddies. I just love sucking and fucking and didn’t care with whom. As I got older things started to change. I noticed that I loved a certain type of man and I craved being the one in charge.
I still love sex the dirtier the better and it really just depends on my moods. While I love my men cute, fragile and girly I would never turn down a huge, thick hard black cock. When I can combine the two I am in dirty girl heaven.
You are dressed up so pretty for me in your lace panties and bra. I adore watching you prance around in your stockings and heels. Seeing your pretty soft hand wrapped around my strap-on makes my mommy’s cunt so wet. I do have a surprise for you today. When mommy is done fucking her baby company will be joining us. After I get a good pounding from my hot as fuck black lover we will just see where it takes us. I know you will be watching while you play with your little clit. Is my baby in the mood for some BBC today?
xoxo Dirty Debi
I unlocked the front door and shut it as quietly as possible. The house was dark – good. He was sleeping. I stepped out of my heels and tiptoed across the living room towards the bathroom. I’d been a bad, bad girl…
I’d met up with a couple girlfriends for happy hour earlier that evening. We met at an upscale, trendy margarita place, and a group of men at the bar had sent us a round before they’d ended up joining us. We drank and flirted and laughed, and eventually my girlfriends both left. I was buzzed and having fun with the guys though, and they ordered another round. One of them said we should all go back to his place which was in the neighborhood. We finished our drinks and left.
I let all four of them fuck me! I was so bad… but it felt so good. Now I’m home, my boyfriend is sleeping, and my sore pussy is full of cum. I was almost to the bathroom when I heard his voice… “Valentina babe? Come here.”
Shit.
“Hey, love…” I leaned down and kissed him. His arms wrapped around me and he pulled me off my feet, onto the bed. His hands slid up and down my body… he was horny. “I’ve been waiting for you to get home, babe…” He took my hand and placed it on his rock-hard cock. His fingers slid up my skirt and into my sloppy pussy. “Shit, you’re soaking wet!” He thrust his fingers deep inside of my bruised cunt, and damn if I didn’t want to go again. “Eat my pussy, babe,” I moaned as I pushed his head between my legs.
He knows my pussy, and he could immediately smell the cum of other men in me. “What the fuck?” he asked with confusion, lifting his head away.
I pushed him back down. “Shhhh… Eat it, babe. I brought you a treat. Eat my creampie.”
Philip the Faggot is the dirtiest, nastiest caller I have. I love it nasty so I know it is going to be a wild ride of fluids and fucking. He gets especially excited knowing I just took several loads of hot cum in both my hot fuck holes. I lay on my back and let him hear how drippy I am. He plunges his tongue in and licks up all the cum but he wants so much more than cum.
Philip the faggot is not only a cum eater but he is a toilet slave. He salivates at the thought of a hot, cum laced brown shower. I sit on his face with him on his knees like a toilet. His little clit twitches at my first sweet perfume farts as he sniffs deeply. He knows what is coming next and opens wide for his tiny little teen Mistress.
Now he is ready to have his naughty fuck holes filled straight from the source. I always invite over at least 10 men. He waits with his pink panties on laying on his back with his legs up high. “Oh look at that, you have a big wet spot of your cunt juice soiling your panties”, I tease Philip. I make him take them off and lick them clean before the men get here. Soon he is getting pounded like a dirty ass slut as I watch and finger myself cuming over and over again. What a mess Philip will have to lick up when the men leave.

































































































































































































