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they responded. "MUCH HARDER!!" "LIKE THIS?" she groals as she slaps her heavy boob "WHAP!" and then again. And again "WHAP! WHAP!! WHAP-WHAP!!" A heavy hanging breast, Pinkie stikes her own tit until it is finally flopping up off her chest and then dropping - slashing hard on her chest - flattening on impact - only to be stuck immediately again by her own firm hand until her pasties are whacked off - absconded as a souvenirs - while her breasts become reddened with her own handmarks. "LIKE THIS?" Pinkie grins into the spotlights and then looks down at her own reddened breasts as the lust crazed audience cheers, stomps and encourages her to continue. Then without prompting, with one hand, she grips her own nipple and lifts her breast high off her chest, while she slaps it hard on the underside with the other hand waking up nerves and sensations unfamiliar to her. "HARDER?" she asked as she slapped her other nipple. Then the other, back and forth until she was flogging her own breasts sending them every which way. Then, with knuckles whitened, she grips her nipples intensely and lifts her enormous breasts high off her chest to show the audience her milky undersides, stretching the soft outer flesh and twisting her big pink nipples. With two hands, she kneads her silky breast flesh, pulling her nipple up to her mouth, then bites her nipple with clenched teeth. Then she lifts higher and just lets go letting it drop splash with a double bounce and a jiggle onto her rib cage. She laughs devilishly into the audience as they cheer her on while she slaps, sucks, stretches and drops her boobs a sexy dozen more times before the song number ends. End of chapter 4 (to be continued) THE ADVENTURES of PINKIE CHAPTER 5 - SPREADING HER GASH FOR CASH As Pinkie sat bare assed on the tiny stage floor, she delighted in the attention of the men and good vibes in the club. She smiled, chated and enjoyed acting natural while in the buff in front of all these guys. In fact, it was a sensation fetish she couldn't get enough of. She had a beautiful body and was feeling amateur compelled to constantly be naked whenever she was around men and sometimes women, too. It was like an inner demon was taking possession of her mind and sole and transforming her into a sexual slave of her own lust. She couldn't get enough of this whole crazy sex lust stuff. As the rap music began, she winked at the guys in the front row, arched backwards onto her back, reached under her legs and rolled her legs all the way back assuming a yoga position pointing her pink asshole right in the faces of the men in the front row. "YOU GUYS GOT THE BEST SEATS, THAT'S FOR SURE!" she teased. "I JUST LEARNED HOW TO DO THIS ... WATCH THIS!" she snickered as she bit her tongue and peeled open her shaved clamshell. With fingers from both hands she pulled her vagina wide open for a movie close-up view. "HOW'S THAT LOOK FROM WHERE YOU'RE SITTING?" she laughed, pumping her tattooed fanny to the music, holding her pose for all the gawking men. As the music continued, Pinkie graced her legs and moved with the refinements of an natural stripper as she strained hard to pull her cunt lips apart even wider - stretching them and pulling her labia giving everyone a generous view inside. "WELL FELLAS," called out he blonde DJ, "OUR MISS PINKIE IS SHOWING YOU HOW SHE GOT HER NICK NAME. LET'S SHOW HER YOUR APPRECIATION AND KEEP THOSE GREEN BACKS HAPPENING. "LOOK, DON'T TOUCH," she whispered softly as a young black boy leaned forward and began blowing into her deep gapping pussy hole. "Oh yea, that feels good!" she laughed. We went to a café and had a big meal because we knew sexy that we were probably going to drink a lot later. amateur It must have really felt good to him. My dad gave me Ruri and Orihime. I moaned in delight, pleasure shooting down to my dripping pussy. She held both of her hands to the back of my head and pressed my face into herself. She bellowed, "Oh my God, Ben; you have a major erection. I was going to cook the best breakfast ever. But that's not blonde what I need to tell you about." Trish moaned and sat down at the closest movie chair. In and out he stroked over and over and I hated how long it seemed to last. Fiona joined us the fetish next time that we went to the pub, and for the game of strip poker.