Abigail Dupree - Shitty POV Breakup Degradation

Abigail Dupree was done with her boyfriend's pathetic attempts to please her in bed. She had finally found a real man who could make her cum the way she deserved. As she straddled the new cock, she felt a sense of power wash over her. Her boyfriend looked on in disbelief as she rode this stranger, feeling every inch of him deep inside her. With a sly smirk on her face, Abigail leaned down and whispered in her boyfriend's ear, "You're such a worthless little piece of shit. Don't you know you'll never please me like this?" She spat on his chest, the saliva landing in the middle of his pathetic excuse for a chest hair. As she continued to ride the new cock, Abigail kept taunting her soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend. She made him kneel in front of her, his face just inches from her ass. "Suck on it, you piece of shit," she commanded, shoving her ass towards his face. He opened his mouth, eager to taste even a tiny bit of her ass. Finally, Abigail felt herself getting closer to climax. She looked down at her boyfriend, who was now eagerly licking her asshole, and laughed. "Here it comes, you piece of shit," she said, letting loose the hottest, steamiest shit she could muster directly onto his face. Her new cockman joined in on the fun, unloading his own hot, sticky load directly onto her boyfriend's face. Abigail watched with an amused smirk as they both laughed and soaked her ex-boyfriend in their foul-smelling love. After they were both finished, Abigail turned to her boyfriend, who was caked in their shit and cum. "I think you finally get the point," she said, spitting one last time on his pathetic, shitty face. She stood up and walked away, leaving him there in a pool of his own filth and humiliation. As Abigail Dupree walked away from her former relationship, she felt a sense of empowerment unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She knew that she was in control and that her new cockman would never make her feel like a worthless piece of shit, like her old boyfriend had. The thought of the power she held over him made her wet once again. Yes, this was what true pleasure felt like.