Damn, Called Out Again!

Damn, called out again!

Safe-place people will always have my heart 🫂🫶🏽

can I come over and not speak

I grab you in between classes and force you into a restroom, choosing the first stall available. I don't care whether it's a men's room or women's, I only know my immediate need for your pussy. Anger rises in me when I flip up your skirt and find that you're wearing panties.

"WTF, Ella, you little cumslut! I told you always be ready to open your cunt to me! Do you think I have time to waste dealing with panties?" I flip you around, lift your top about your tits, grasp your nipples and twist violently. You wince and curl your back away from me, but fail to break my grip. "I was going to be nice and let you cum too, but now, you don't deserve to be anything but a hole for my cum deposit," I proclaim thru gritted teeth as I force you to your knees and shove my cock deep down your throat, face fucking you but denying you the pleasure of tasting my cum or having it splattered over your face.

Grasping a handful of your hair, I roughly lift you to your feet, twist you to face the mirror outside of the stall. "Watch as I use your pathetic hole of my choosing like the useless whore that you are!" Spitting onto my fingers, I ram them into your asshole long enough to feel it yield to the invasion, then replaced it with my cock, plummeting your ass for my pleasure only. Each thrust sends you to your tiptoes with the force, my balls slapping your cunt as I bury my cock in your tight ass over and over. It isn't long before I drive it hard into you, locking against your hips and empty a hot load into your ass. Only after withdrawing do I realize that I'd chosen the men's room as there is now a circle of men, half with the cocks out and stroking in their hands, enjoying the show. I turn to them, saying,

"Don't just stand there, give the little slut what she wants. I'm finished with her."

One by one they take you bent over the sink, watching the endless line of faces shoving their cocks into your dripping holes. "I'll be back for you later, " I whisper into your ear," once they have you warmed up. Then I'll enjoy your pussy to my heart's content."

I give you a little pat on the head, smile, and exit the restroom to the sound of rutting men and your moans, fading all the way down the hall as I leave.

Oh yes! I’m such a good cumdump for men. Make sure it’s hard and rough. Don’t want me to be able to walk afterwards. Just lay on the floor being used by every man that goes in

Love, Ella

People fumble you and be mad when you move on

So, every one in a while, I play this game in which I edge while scrolling through your blog to see if I can make it all the way through without cumming.

So far, I've failed every time. Most times, not even close.

Makes me happy knowing everyone is enjoying my blog 😊☺️😚

Before you would get that load, Ella, you'd have to provide me with breakfast. Sweeping the table free of clutter, I lift you onto it. Ripping your thong from you, I spread your legs and throw them over my shoulder. Gazing at the beauty between, I dive face first and feast on your juices. Satisfied after you cum in my mouth, I pull you forward, your hips off the table's edge, drive my cock is so that your supported only by my plunging into you again and again. After you take my load, I replace your panties and demand you can only drain into them to remind you that I'll want dinner when I return.

Yes sir. I am happy to serve you as the silly little girl I am. I’ll have a meal on the table and house clean before you come home. Then you can use me to your own desires. Love, Ella