“Jesus, look at her go. Lusts assaulted me, begging me to relent. I wanted to have fun with my cock. Young-Sook lay on her back, her jeans bunched around her ankles, her thick, black bush matted down with glistening juices. She fumbled and then her bra came loose. I wanted them so badly. It swirled through my pussy, warming up my ovaries. It left me feeling crushed. She groaned as she rode my cock. The sight of that puckered opening sent such an ache through my girl-dick. Her hands grabbed her t-shirt, a band’s logo stretched on the front, and ripped it off. Harry, from my Psychology 101 class where Professor Rider had sucked me off and fucked me before everyone, spotted me. “Damn,” groaned Kurt, his fists clenching. She came hard on his dick during class. I shifted in the back of the car. I had to enjoy that delight Kurt had with Dona. I shuddered, my tits shaking as I spilled my seed into her. The flavor was so dirty and nasty.
