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I want him to shove his dick into my mouth and to face fuck me, holding my head in his big hands, making me gag and choke on his cock, my tears and spit running down my face, but he keeps thrusting into my mouth, forcing himself as deep down my throat as he can, using me for his pleasure

I wish I was her, my face is jealous

Anyone can see my every flaw. It isn’t hard. Anyone can say they’re above this all. It takes my pain away.

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So recently a fairly new mutual gave me an interesting task and once it was complete told me I should share it on my blog. So here it is!

The task was to write “If I didn’t have a boyfriend I’d be on my knees sucking your cock right now” on a piece of paper, put it in an envelope and hand it to a total stranger in public. Now whilst this definitely isn’t the most extreme task I’ve ever been given (or done) it still had my heart pounding. I went to a shopping centre on my way home from work, driving as fast as I could to get there before the crowds thinned too much or worse, the place shut. I made it there with time to spare and ended up sitting in my car for 5/10 minutes thinking about how I was going to do this. I wandered in and started looking around for someone to give the little envelope to. At this point I’m nervous as hell because what if the person doesn’t take it, or they try to give it back, or they make a scene but I’m also fucking horny knowing someone is going to see me, all dressed up in my work clothes and know that I wanted to suck their cock. Eventually I found this pretty average looking guy who was on his own and followed him around for a little while trying to find a good moment where I could get away quickly if he made a scene. Once he was somewhat near the exit I sped up, closed the distance and as I handed the sealed envelope to him said “This is for you, have a great day!”. As soon as the envelope was in his hand I basically sprinted out the exit towards my car but kinda hid near this bus stop to see if he would follow me out. It didn’t take longer than a minute for him to come out after me holding the open note and look around. He looked so shocked and kept looking back down at the note but when he couldn’t see me he walked back inside, still somewhat inspecting the note and envelope. Once he was back inside I went back to my car and just had to sit there for a minute. Heart pounding. Cunt dripping. Thinking about all the possibilities of if he’d spotted me after reading the note. I drove home wondering what he would have done.

I'm thinking gross things about you.

Well why don’t you tell me all these gross things then?

How many times do you think I'd have to smack your fat booty until you couldnt help yourself from making a sound

Depends on if you were using your hand, a belt or something else for sure!