“Yeah, I want to go to another one with nothing but bad bitches like you this time. There were a lot of ratchet chicks I wouldn’t even let breathe...on my pussy much less taste it”. You blush as she calls you a bad bitch even though you normally don’t go for anyone calling you anything other than beautiful. Her rawness coupled with such an amazing body makes you wonder if you can trust a girl who is so loose with her tongue. You start to stare at her mouth as she talks. The way she uses her hands. Usually time constraints, or the lack of that nasty chemistry prevented anything more. That was until I met Paul.I met Paul online, I had placed an add that stated that I was looking for a big cock to suck and fuck, that I liked it nasty and was a submissive bottom. I was very specific in what I was looking for and requested pictures before I would agree to meet. I had learned that for me to be turned on, I had to be attracted to the cock that was going into my mouth or ass. On a few occasions,. Her fingernails dug into my back, making me drive my raging prick deeper into her squirming cunt. My body tensed up and sperm began to squirt from the head of my cock, again and again, into her spread pussy. Each time I shot, her pussy muscles tightened on my cock, sucking the love-juice from my balls. Finally, I collapsed exhausted beside her onto my back. She knelt on the bed at my side, lowered her head and began systematically to lick, cleaning the come off of my limp prick. Holding the. She looked beautiful on her back; my eyes followed her neckline down past her puffy nipples, to her belly and cute leopard print panties where a tiny bulge twitched. I backed out and eased in, a little deeper each time until I didn't have to guide my cock, her lips providing the course. I squeezed her hand and she squeezed back. I a little deeper and the amyl cotton ball held by the hair tie around my scrotum reached her nose and she got a dose. Her back arched but she held my cock and made.