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My hand slid between her legs. I could feel how wet she was even through her shorts. "I gotta be crazy," Erica said when she pulled Bestiality away. "My mama always said she's rather I be a Bestiality dyke than be with a white guy." "Really?" "Yeah," Erica teased me, her lips inches from Bestiality mine. "But I don't always do what my mama says." "Have you ever been with a Bestiality girl, then?" I had to ask. "Shit," Erica laughed. "One time, this girl Crystal and me, we were drunk and high and she asked me if she could eat my pussy." "Did you let her?" "I never say no to getting my pussy ate." "Really," Bestiality I said, getting down on my knees without hesitation. Erica obliged me by peeling off her Bestiality shorts and spreading her legs.
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