Tales Of A Filthy Whore
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Tales Of A Filthy Whore: Part 1 free porn video
Part I – 'bad, Terribly Bad!'
'I reckon you think it's her duty to engage in adultery, right?' the 39-/o Russel smiled at his friend Joe, about Carla, the latter's submissive, 25-y/o wife, on an August, Sunday afternoon.
'Absolutely. Of course, it's hard for narrow-minded people to understand why I not only allow, but demand massive infidelity of her, although I hold her to the principle that a females' solitary function in life is pleasuring cocks, especially being that's her entire definition as a woman. Oh, don't worry; the tramp likes me to remind her she'd be of no value if she wasn't morally tarnished. And trust me, she's tarnished in every possible way. Go ahead; tell these gentlemen what you did this morning,' Joe, an attractive, dominant and sexist 28-year-old commanded the minx.
'Yes, sir. I played with my wet pussy in church while the preacher condemned my sins. I took it personally,' mewled the naked tart as she tossed her long, brown hair away from her pretty face above her fairly big though firm udders.
'Listen, cheater, the slit between your legs isn't nice enough to be a pussy, just a snatch, better yet, a cunt! Are you a cunt?' snarled Troy, another of the husband's friends and a beautiful, 19-y/o stud who was white like Joe and the also-attractive Russel.
'Yes, sir,' Carla huskily replied, then: 'It seems like I'm still in church because you men are wearing suits.'
'That's the reason Troy, Russel and I are dressed like that, to maintain a solemn atmosphere contrary to your sordid misbehavior, slut!' Joe gruffly said.
Next, he continued, 'You guys might not believe, that last night, I put my wife on the streets in a seedy area of town where she satisfied 7 black dicks and 3 white ones at no cost.'
'Hell, bro, even trying to pimp the piece of trash would be committing fraud!' Troy jeered.
'True, although you definitely are sordid, an utter blasphemy! How dare you insult the Lord by screwing around on Saturday night before showing your face in his sacred house on Sunday morning, bitch?' Russel asked in a scornful tone of voice.
'I'm terribly bad, sir!' Carla humbly replied.
'Really! You know, I've never had a chance to lay the pipe to you until today. But your husband said you like heavy degradation. Is that right?' Troy inquired.
'Yes, sir. I'm not interested in physical damage. But the worse you treat me, the more I'll love it, sir,' Carla responded as she thrust 2 fingers into her vag and masturbated to a quick orgasm.
'Aaah!' she gasped.
'Shit, you're fast on the trigger!' Troy remarked.
'Yes, sir! I'm so, sooo hot and sleazy!' the wife confessed.
'Sleazy, for sure, plus you don't respect yourself, do you, scag?' Troy inquired.
'No, sir. I don't need you men to respect me, either,' Carla moaned.
'We won't, you wicked Jezebel!' Joe said while spitting on her face to demonstrate his appropriate contempt, not because of her foul nature, but simply because she was a 3-holer.
While the guys didn't harbor religious sensibilities, however, Joe and Russel, in particular, were pretending holy outrage to exploit Carla's parents having given her devout upbringing, which she'd discarded at 18, and begun a career of bedding any adult, non-violent and reasonably cute ruffian she could.
As a result, she'd acquired a notorious reputation long prior to her wedding 3 years previously when Joe had given her orifices to his best man, scarcely had the couple left the nuptial altar.
Considering Joe's inherited wealth, however, he could afford a 2-week
honeymoon and had let 22 complete strangers mount the harlot, with the number of
her extramarital users representing each year of her age.
Incredible as it sounds, however, Carla's coital schedule had been so full that the present occasion was the first time Joe had turned her out to Russel and Troy, within a mere 3o minutes after she'd walked out of church.
And an excited sense of shame overwhelmed her with eagerness to service the trio's penises.
'May I suck your cock, sir?' she implored Russel while kneeling on the living room floor in black, high-heeled shoes.
'Do you deserve it, pig?' he questioned her as an ornery expression crossed his face.
'No, sir. But I want it - please?' Carla told him while looking desperate.
'That's right, you don't deserve our dicks, so take this!' Troy interrupted, then grasped her flanks, drew her into the doggy-style position, harshly slapped her arse, crammed 3 fingers into and started ramming them in and out of her slobbering box that was making lewd slurping noises.
'Is your cunt singing a hymn?' Joe chuckled, though his wife ignored him and shrieked, 'Eeeh, that hurts so good!'
'Shut your unholy mouth!' Russel shouted, after which he stabbed his thick, 12-inched cock into her throat and sneered, 'Gobble my cock! Swallow it, slag!'
'Ummm!' Carla purred as she buried his phallus against her tonsils.
'Hallelujah! We have a stuffed turkey 3 months before Thanksgiving, guys!' Joe mirthfully declared as he fondled his 11-incher and watched the other men reviling his wife.
'I prefer roast pig, especially since the old man upstairs hates 4-legged snorters!' Troy almost giggled, as he crouched and drove his 9-inched pecker into Carla's bowels.
'That's a great idea except sows wallow in pigsties, not gutters,' Joe grinned.
'Right, my brother, and I'm drilling a total crap-gutter!' Troy smirked over Carla's shoulder, then had her unleashing a muffled squeal when he savagely jerked down on her nipples.
'Don't complain!' Russel barked.
Next, he slid his cock from the wife's mouth, followed by her husband jamming his into her oral maw and growling, 'Siphon my scum into your empty head! Do it, you brainless troll!
'Uh-hmmm!' Carla mumbled.
Much as she'd earlier asked, however, the men were safely abusing her with no regard for her dignity, something that'd always aroused her, while one might say climax after climax seared her ovary glands.
On and on, for an amazing hour, the comely brutes kept switching holes and ravishing the sexy trollop while Troy kept rasping things such as, 'Like our cocks, you dumb, filthy, no-good skank? Shit, fuck you, we don't care if do, cum-dumpster!'
Finally, as if suiting action to the latter word, the guys simultaneously pulled their plows out of Carla's ditches, whereupon Troy grabbed her tresses, lowered her to her belly and dragged the squawking slattern around the room several times, then flipped her on her rump and jizz-splattered her face, with Joe and Russel next doing likewise.
'Now, remember, you Babylonian whore, you've been marked with YOUR sin, and my final statement is, we despise you!' Russel hissed, while Carla dug her fingers into her cunt, masturbated to another orgasm and whispered, 'Yes, sir!'
Nonetheless, Troy and Russel arranged an appointment to bang her a week later – guess what, after she'd again gone to church, the unholy tramp!
To be continued...
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