If she wore makeup it was to pull focus to that particular area. Sex We were made for each other! “More.. My screams and cries went unheard, drowned out by the crack of each swing. “What a slut!” She said when I grunted the moment her fingers slid in. Knowing that I could keep her in the lifestyle she was accustomed to had to explain her attraction to me. A slow push and it found its way inside. School-girl, babysitter, cheerleader roles she would act out wearing scandalous outfits. The phallus she wore was the biggest I’d ever seen. Then she added another finger, twisting her wrist suddenly clockwise and back. My screams and cries went unheard, drowned out by the crack of each swing. You see I never had any luck with women, a stable career was my interest. I would tell her in the morning that I wanted never to repeat what happened last night. I would tell her in the morning that I wanted never to repeat what happened last night. The flavor of it stayed behind. She probed as deep as she could with two. You see I never had any luck with women, a stable career was my interest.
