fantasy-pornography by Wrulf The Fithmeister
Although being a cheap sleaze-pig of 24, Andrea subconsciously tried telling herself she really didn't know why she was skankily-dressed and standing outside The HotSpot Adult Theater shortly after dark on a sweltering Friday night in July – except
. Beyond the inspiring belittlement of turning up her rump on the street and though a bit startled, Andrea then became even hotter over Thad not asking if she wanted to copulate with him, instead growling, 'Hell, you're going to take something a lot bigger than my fingers in your turd-pussy! I already know; you're a dirty, fucking whore!' - with him then pulling his fingers out of her bottom and ordering, 'Follow me, you low-class slunt!'
'Slunt?' - that was a new term for Andrea!
Despite having the born-instincts of a massively-used harlot, however, Andrea wasn't sure she could believe she was tailing Thad by 2 or 3 feet as he led her around to his sports car in the theater's rear parking lot, where he silently opened the front passenger's door for her to get in.
. . He himself started to groan louder
fantasy-pornography by Wrulf The Fithmeister
Although being a cheap sleaze-pig of 24, Andrea subconsciously tried telling herself she really didn't know why she was skankily-dressed and standing outside The HotSpot Adult Theater shortly after dark on a sweltering Friday night in July – except
. Beyond the inspiring belittlement of turning up her rump on the street and though a bit startled, Andrea then became even hotter over Thad not asking if she wanted to copulate with him, instead growling, 'Hell, you're going to take something a lot bigger than my fingers in your turd-pussy! I already know; you're a dirty, fucking whore!' - with him then pulling his fingers out of her bottom and ordering, 'Follow me, you low-class slunt!'
'Slunt?' - that was a new term for Andrea!
Despite having the born-instincts of a massively-used harlot, however, Andrea wasn't sure she could believe she was tailing Thad by 2 or 3 feet as he led her around to his sports car in the theater's rear parking lot, where he silently opened the front passenger's door for her to get in.
. . He himself started to groan louder
fantasy-pornography by Wrulf The Fithmeister
Although being a cheap sleaze-pig of 24, Andrea subconsciously tried telling herself she really didn't know why she was skankily-dressed and standing outside The HotSpot Adult Theater shortly after dark on a sweltering Friday night in July – except
. Beyond the inspiring belittlement of turning up her rump on the street and though a bit startled, Andrea then became even hotter over Thad not asking if she wanted to copulate with him, instead growling, 'Hell, you're going to take something a lot bigger than my fingers in your turd-pussy! I already know; you're a dirty, fucking whore!' - with him then pulling his fingers out of her bottom and ordering, 'Follow me, you low-class slunt!'
'Slunt?' - that was a new term for Andrea!
Despite having the born-instincts of a massively-used harlot, however, Andrea wasn't sure she could believe she was tailing Thad by 2 or 3 feet as he led her around to his sports car in the theater's rear parking lot, where he silently opened the front passenger's door for her to get in.
. . He himself started to groan louder
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