She pushed against her left breast with her right hand.. She kissed the air and moaned, "Oh, how much I want a cock to fuck me," Her language surprise... her since she never used such vulgarities before now.She began to rub against her pussy with her left hand, reaching under her dress. The petticoat rustled softly as her fingers probed her sex. She draped her legs over the arms of her chair, arranging her dress and petticoats so her exposed pussy would be highlighted. It was mid summer, the air. Show me all those filthy strands of juicy jargon.Now where are you gonna stick that fistful of analogies next…? What about that cute little outbox of yours?==========Subject Line: Spreading My Prose For YouVioletVixen: Fuck, Grusha, making me your subordinate slut-clause!You know what? This greedy little cuntfucker still needs to learn how to use her outbox. God, it’s such a tight fit. That puckered boxhole barely fits one word, much less a fistful. Don’t even mention enjambing an entire filthy. Faith's voice burst forth in a hoarse whisper, "Good Lord!" What's the matter, baby?" asked Lucia, grinning. "Gettin' to ya?" That's the dirtiest thing I ever saw," she said, then added in a faint whisper, "But damn... is it ever exciting!" Wanna try it?" Oh no, Lucia! I couldn't let myself into that kind of thing." Some afternoon?" Lucia coaxed. "Just you and me and Sam?"Faith quickly glanced around to see if any of the others were looking at her. When she was sure all eyes but hers and. As I washed up I began to stroke myself and again think about all the cocks saying they wanted to "meet me". I figured it was late, but checked my messages. It was almost 11pm, so thought it was to late either way but I had one message, it was from Anthony. "are you still up?". I responded "Yes i just got out of the shower". Anthony responded "Well, Im about to take a lunch and I was wondering if you were interested I could stop by." He ended up being a RN at the hospital around the.