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The afterglow of Thanksgiving had Pia stuffed in more ways than one. She had spent the day before indulging in a feast with her family, but it was her own hunger that had yet to be satiated. Pia was a woman with insatiable desires, and she was determined to find release.

She made her way to her friend’s house, a man who had always been happy to oblige her when it came to satisfying her needs. As soon as she walked in the door, she knew she had made the right decision.

“I need you to eat me out,” Pia said, her voice husky with desire.

Her friend, who had been lounging on the couch, sat up at attention. “Of course, Pia. I’ll do anything for you.”

She kicked off her shoes and made her way over to him, spreading her legs as she sat down on the couch. He eagerly dove between her thighs, his tongue finding her clit with expert precision.

As he lapped at her, Pia let out a moan of pleasure. “That’s it,” she said, running her fingers through his hair.

But as she closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the sensation, she couldn’t help but think about the men she had fucked the day before. She had fucked every one of them, and her pussy was still slick with their cum.

“I fucked every man at my family dinner,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her friend didn’t miss a beat, his tongue still working its magic. “That’s so hot,” he said, his voice muffled by her thighs.

Pia couldn’t believe it, but his excitement only made her hornier. “I’m crazy wet,” she said, reaching down to feel for herself. “This is all the cum of the men I fucked yesterday.”

Her friend stopped and stared at her, a look of pure excitement on his face. “Fuck,” he said, his voice filled with desire.

He went back to eating her out, his tongue working faster and harder than before. Pia could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh God, I’m going to come,” she said, her voice shaking with pleasure.

Her friend didn’t let up, his tongue working her clit until she was screaming with pleasure. She came hard, her juices flowing freely over his face.

As she caught her breath, she looked down at her friend. She could see the wet spot on his pants where he had cum, and it only turned her on more.

“Thank you,” she said, her voice filled with gratitude.

“Anytime, Pia,” he said, smiling up at her.

She knew she would be back for more, her insatiable hunger never truly satisfied. But for now, she was content, her pussy slick and tender from the attention it had received. She knew she would never be able to look at Thanksgiving the same way again.

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Pia Scottland

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