Get a load of these fighting sluts
Posted by admin on February 2nd, 2010
Get a load of these fighting sluts! or the first time, I saw those banana boobs, and loved ‘em. I got one in my mouth and sucked it, dicklike, up and down and halfway down my throat as she played with my hair. When I pulled it out of my mouth to work on the other one, the puffy areola had ballooned to twice its former size, as had the already sizable nipple, now as big and red as a cherry. Sucking the other banana up to make them match, they were dripping wet with saliva, and I slapped them together, swung them around, milked them like cow’s udders, and got both of them in my mouth at the same time and sucked away. Feel good? I asked. Feels OK, she answered. Hardly a resounding endorsement. Perhaps she was tense. I found some lotion and lay her face down on the bed, unhurriedly slipping her panties off. She must have thought I was going to fuck her right then, but I was going to relax her with a full body massage. I worked her from neck to toes and all points in between for half an hour. As my steelhard cock slipped in the lotionslippery crack between her buns, it was particularly difficult to not just poke it on in her, but I was determined to bring out the sensuality in this girl. I turned her face up and massaged the whole front side of her body for another half an hour. I noticed her pussy was wet, a good sign, so I began to lick and suck it. She didn’t seem to mind, but neither did she seem into it. Tell me how you like it, I probed. You’re doing fine, just fine, was all she could offer. Now if I do say so myself, I can eat pussy with the best of ‘em, and all I could elicit was a fine? I kissed her facial lips some morestill a dead kisserthen offered my cock. Alas, she could suck a dick no better than she could kiss. It wasn’t that she was doing anything wrong, but rather, her heart just didn’t seem to be into it.

