Pent-up and Restrained Lusts
(more pics and video to be added as they become available)
Just having her presence in the house has my loins in throbbing anticipation to see her shapely body with that compact ass seen close up and from afar-as in this , cupcake tits, and the pert, full-lipped mouth
good for doing a warm sauna fellatio upon my worm, as well as
impassioned kisses; has me in an agitated vulture state of waiting and
looking for the moment to exploit an unintentional or intentional series
of words or gestures to release my lust in the same way my sperm would
come spurting out in torrents of gratifying flows in and upon her..
Though
she is emotionally damaged goods, to the extent that her 5 year old son
runs her as if she was his whore on the block, as she submits to his
whining demands of whims, to which she obligingly complies so submissively, like his good Bitch; she still has that physical allure that her other ‘friends’ must have found in their whoring
of what must be a tight asshole, as well as a long throat that can
guzzle down beer or wine as a good lush wanting the anesthetic, numbing
forgetfulness, which intoxication induces. That same motivation is
probably part of her psyche, also as she grapples with a future weekend
detention for impulsively driving on a suspended license,
under-the-influence-for the 2nd time, doing 80mph in a 60mph zone. As
well as not having any savings to speak of, which brought me to the
conflicted decision to allow that alluring piece of flesh to reside in
the house-just up the stairs and over where I stay, so I can hear her
movements and silky, alto voice resonating through my core.
I
can imagine those long legs pulled back by her ears, as her cooch and
asshole are exposed for the anticipated collision of the head of my
hardening worm pushing past and into her chambers of willing accommodation
to her roughly taken violation. Or even those long legs wrapped around
my waist to compliment the embrace of her arms as she and I undulate
like snakes in the rhythm of our coital enthusiasm
with each other.. I’d be eating those cupcake breasts, just as if they
were the confectionary product, right off her chest as my hands grope
and squeeze the texture of their surface and their pillowy softness in
my groping fingers. All the while my other hand would have found itself
beneath the waistband of her panties now pulled down to her knees as the
breadth of my hand prys her legs open so I can get into the wetness of
her oft-visited, whored-upon cooch as the latest visitor to leave a load
of calling cards in her bucking and humping contortion of that pussy of
hers. I imagine my worm growing to its full 6-7 inch extent of flesh
that, like a sinker, drops down into the collapsing embrace of her cunt
muscles welcoming submission to my imposed penetrations up into the
warmth of the silkiness of that fuck piece of meat. Her asshole, though
tight, I’d wedge open with my salivated on fingers before introducing my
still hardened (or post sucked to re-erection) worm up into her
as my hands reach under her for those nice breasts as well as between
her legs and up into that snatch to look for the clitoral button she
knows is sensitive to a touch that would send tingling waves through her loins and up her spine inducing the involuntary screaming oaths and butt-arch extensions as she responds to the rotor-rooting
plunger-drive in-n-out of her ass as she feels the friction being
replaced by the excitement of her lubrication as her anus begins its
excretory reactions to my girths shit-dung exiting as a continual long
excrement sliding out of her..
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