*(This is a pretty direct continuation and I highly recommend reading at least part 2 for context)*
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Samantha didn’t have it in her to put on her clothes and go answer the door. After all, that would diverting attention away from her own cock, and that was unacceptable at the moment.
She closed her eyes as she stroked away. A flurry of girlish greetings began to fill the air, but she was too preoccupied and there was too much overlap in the speech for her to make out any individual voices.
Still, she was excited at the fact that others would be joining the party. She wondered if Indigo’s crowd would even be the sort to be shocked by a girl with a cock, or if they would see it as passe. She wondered if she could get them to stack up on each other, so she could fuck her way through a stack of asses. Her cock stiffened ever more at the thought. Despite her feminine curves, she was becoming quite the bro, always looking for a new place to shove her dick. She remembered that Indigo had promised to fuck her ass with her shiny new cock, and she stroked faster, breathed harder, and was on the verge of yet another orgasm when…