Yes, they do exist. Of course, my so-called scientific colleagues disagree with me, but what do they know? They're just a bunch of chemists, biologist..., zoologists and so forth. You know... voodoo scientists. They actually had the nerve to tell me that monsterology wasn't even a real word and that it couldn't be found in the dictionary. Seriously? Since when has the dictionary been the authority on words? They even criticized me for writing my own monsterologist license. Well, who else is going. Breathing heavily as I move one of my hands down to cradle my plump pussy in its palm. Using the heel of my hand, I rub against my throbbing clit. My smooth pussy becomes wet quickly, so I slip two fingers deep into my pussy. Because of what my hands were doing to my body, my release rapidly approached.I picture you in my mind, your fat cock dripping precum. I imagine me on my knees in front of you as you take my hair and wrap it around your hands. I feel your wet cock slide against my mouth,. “Come on then” said Anil “let’s go to bed”In Anil’s bedroom we undressed and climbed into bed naked reaching for each other then embracing in a passionate kiss. I could feel Anil’s cock erecting and I moved down in the bed and took him in my mouth. I started to run my mouth up and down his stiff cock and at the same time moving over him into the classic 69 position. He lifted his head and started to lick my clit. My juices were running freely down onto his mouth and face, suddenly he started to. Then he grabs my arms, holds them together at the wrists, and pins them to the bed over my head as he continues to fuck me.The pleasure rises quicker than normal, but he’s able to read my body and knows exactly what to do to prolong the sweet torture between wanting release and wanting more. I can feel my own wetness in each of his thrusts, the smooth glide he’s able to achieve because of the oral work he did.One of his hands reaches down and he brushes my clit with his thumb. A gasp tears out.