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“Like having your cunt eaten?”
“Fuck off,” Jill Irving said.
“Then maybe you’d like to hitch another ride.”
“You shit,” she said when he pulled his rattletrap Datsun pickup to the side of the road. It was two in the morning, and it was twenty degrees, so she peeled down her panties and hiked up her skirt. “Have fun, you shit!”
“You will, too.”
The dirty old son of a bitch didn’t even take off his hat! Jill squeaked with shock when he went right down on her with no preliminaries, sticking his tongue right up her cunt. He grabbed her ass, and she wriggled away when he tried to stick his finger up her asshole.
He left her asshole alone and squeezed her ass, instead, as he lapped and sucked. Against her will, she found herself getting hot. He knew it too, as hot cunt-juice trickled down his chin.
Jill was a blonde. Her cunt was blonde, too. She had hardly any cunt-hair at all, and the old guy liked that. But he wanted to stick his tongue in her hole, and she wanted him to lick her clit.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.