And of course, Freddy couldn’t help but notice that the front of Bea’s blouses and tops had two distinct little mounds perpetually poking out on each side of her chest–which frankly, he didn’t have much interest in at the time. It is my hope that reading this story might give you a little better insight into why I don’t feel any animosity towards Freddy for what we both secretly did together that day in the bathroom so many years ago. Porn sex As Freddy began coming down from his orgasmic peak, he instantly became aware that the muscles surrounding Bea’s vaginal entrance were rhythmically and repeatedly squeezing his dick-shaft. Freddy could feel the ballooned-out head of his blood-engorged penis rubbing up against Bea’s firm, doughnut-shaped cervix on each inward thrust. Freddy also quickly became aware of the pungent odor that was now wafting up into the air from down between Bea’s spread-apart legs, and quickly filling the small bathroom with that unique, pheromone-laden, “fishy aroma” that was emanating from her sopping-wet pussy crack.
