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Hearing his name on her lips during an orgasm fucking sucked. It rubbed me the wrong way for sure. But there are some things you have to do because it kept the loser occupied, a dog responding to Pavlov’s bell.

“So then I said this,” he prattled away, picking at a pimple on his chin. “And my mom said that,” he whined.

Man, this guy was enough to stop an orgasm in its tracks, he was such a turn-off. But it was too late. We were beyond the point of no return and my dick jerked furiously, pumping reams of male semen into Joanie’s butt. The female milked me in turn, spasms rippling through her cunt and ass, squeezing me tight as jizz dripped between our bodies.

Because there was a lot. I’m a guy who can pump liters on an average day, but this time it was gallons. Blast after blast hit the girl, spraying her rectum as her bottom clenched and clamped around me.

But enough is enough. Because we were getting a couple weird stares now what with the tiny gyrations and small, helpless gasps. So maintaining a neutral expression, I pulled my cock slowly from her asshole, wet length still glistening and hard. Shit, it looked so good.

But what we didn’t count on was the massive creampie. Because there’d been so much semen that the moment I was out, a sharp splat sounded on the floor. Fuck fuck fuck! It was like a mini-waterfall, a huge gush of white seed that dropped from her ass to splatter on the wooden planks.

And unfortunately, Harold jerked awake then.

“What is that?” he asked, staring at the floor beneath Joanie’s bar stool. “What the fuck is that?”

It was only too obvious, the jizz bubbly and white, still steaming from her rectum.

Joanie stammered.

“It’s, it’s …,” she said, cheeks fire engine red.

But I’d had enough of this. It was time to go.

So passing one big hand over her anus, I caught the rest of the jism in my palm before yanking her sweatpants back up.

“Come on sweetheart,” I rumbled, taking the brunette’s hand. “I already settled the bill, it’s time to go and do more sightseeing.”

And with that, we swept out of the bar. So what if a couple people stared mystified at the wet spot on the floor? So what if there were some whispered looks as Joanie passed, a small splotch of dampness on her bottom?

I didn’t care.

I’d just had anal sex with my girl in public, pounding her as she talked to another guy.

Nick 1. Harold 0.

No strike that.

Nick ten. Harold negative ten. Joanie twenty.

Because what girl would let me do this? What girl would go out in NYC wearing loose sweats, only to let me fuck her anus as we sat in a bar? Only a sweet butt slut … and that luscious butt slut’s name was Joanie MacAllister, our perfect girl.

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