“Oooooh, what’s that?” she asked.“It’s a secret,” I replied. “Do you have any secrets?”“Not really,” she said. “What you see is ...hat you get?”I took a deep breath as I said, “Is that so Elsa Marie?”Her faced turned pale white as that name escaped my lips. She just sat there not knowing what to do. I could tell that she was trying to think of something to say, but she hadn’t come up with it yet.I took out my phone and showed her the pics her agency sent me. As I scrolled through them I said,. Smtmes her mom used 2 accompany her.She was nt that gorgeous bt simple wth natural beauty.I used 2 stare her n wen she luks at me i used 2 luk away..same she also used 2 do.Dis hapnd for a llong time,v never talkd 2 eachothr.One fine day around 2pm i ws sittng near wndw n doing my wrk..saw out she was ther lukng at me n gave a small smile,i2 smiled her back…n she asked me had ur lunch in action(coz of neighbours)i juz nodded my head as yes in reply.till evening she was ther n v juz smile each. His sphincter clamped hard on my dick. "You ready to come, Brock?" he asked."Not yet." Bend me over and slam my ass," Alexander whispered. "Pound me hard."I did like he said. I bent him over, grabbed his hips, and rabbit fucked him. The sound of my loins slapping his bottom was more rapid than the rhythm of the reggae. Alexander tensed his muscled bottom, but each impact of my lap still sent a little shake through his buttocks. He held onto the counter with both hands and it crossed my mind. " You want to fuck me?" Béla asked, not believing his audacity. "Like this? I don't believe it! I'm filthy dirty, I stink, I'm covered with piss! What could you ... Oh, no!"He was coming toward her. He was radiating lust. He wanted to fuck her. Right now!"Jake," Béla began, "I don't ... please ... Oh, God! This is so disgusting!"He was kissing her and rubbing his hands all over her filthy breasts. Béla moaned as she realized her body liked it. Her body liked being filthy dirty. It liked being.