"Easy for you to say, you don't have to wear this shit
Deepthroat. She was young, about 25, only a year or two
out of University and looked taller than her 5'6" because her feet were
thrust into high heeled ankle boots, her calves were supple but showed
definition, her thighs were slim but muscled, a short black skirt
advertised her long legs, a satiny cream blouse had double row of pearly
buttons, and the top four were purposely undone, showing off the deep
cleavage of her 36D breasts.
. . But wait! This wasn’t my familiar ‘ladies’ size, for personal use, my dildo toy…this was hot…and big…BIG…it was stretching me like never before…it would fit, wouldn’t it? My personal dildo was slender, delicate…this thing inching into me was awful…I lifted as it squeezed inside…stretching me, exploring, the guys released my wrists, sensing now my willingness…it was hurting me and I reached for it…my hands were at my waist, smoothing my legs…feeling my hair, my clit…this hot thick cock…I outlined it with my fingernails…I wanted this…opening myself more…they released my legs…my fingers touching on this awful, wonderful thing that began stroking inside…each time going deeper…hands lifting my bottom…I wanted all of the pricking and stroking and fucking…feeling it move in and out of me…”OH!” I exclaimed as he hit into me
"Easy for you to say, you don't have to wear this shit
Deepthroat. She was young, about 25, only a year or two
out of University and looked taller than her 5'6" because her feet were
thrust into high heeled ankle boots, her calves were supple but showed
definition, her thighs were slim but muscled, a short black skirt
advertised her long legs, a satiny cream blouse had double row of pearly
buttons, and the top four were purposely undone, showing off the deep
cleavage of her 36D breasts.
. . But wait! This wasn’t my familiar ‘ladies’ size, for personal use, my dildo toy…this was hot…and big…BIG…it was stretching me like never before…it would fit, wouldn’t it? My personal dildo was slender, delicate…this thing inching into me was awful…I lifted as it squeezed inside…stretching me, exploring, the guys released my wrists, sensing now my willingness…it was hurting me and I reached for it…my hands were at my waist, smoothing my legs…feeling my hair, my clit…this hot thick cock…I outlined it with my fingernails…I wanted this…opening myself more…they released my legs…my fingers touching on this awful, wonderful thing that began stroking inside…each time going deeper…hands lifting my bottom…I wanted all of the pricking and stroking and fucking…feeling it move in and out of me…”OH!” I exclaimed as he hit into me
"Easy for you to say, you don't have to wear this shit
Deepthroat. She was young, about 25, only a year or two
out of University and looked taller than her 5'6" because her feet were
thrust into high heeled ankle boots, her calves were supple but showed
definition, her thighs were slim but muscled, a short black skirt
advertised her long legs, a satiny cream blouse had double row of pearly
buttons, and the top four were purposely undone, showing off the deep
cleavage of her 36D breasts.
. . But wait! This wasn’t my familiar ‘ladies’ size, for personal use, my dildo toy…this was hot…and big…BIG…it was stretching me like never before…it would fit, wouldn’t it? My personal dildo was slender, delicate…this thing inching into me was awful…I lifted as it squeezed inside…stretching me, exploring, the guys released my wrists, sensing now my willingness…it was hurting me and I reached for it…my hands were at my waist, smoothing my legs…feeling my hair, my clit…this hot thick cock…I outlined it with my fingernails…I wanted this…opening myself more…they released my legs…my fingers touching on this awful, wonderful thing that began stroking inside…each time going deeper…hands lifting my bottom…I wanted all of the pricking and stroking and fucking…feeling it move in and out of me…”OH!” I exclaimed as he hit into me
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