It had a plunging neckline from which she had plucked one of her swollen balloons. Her tight pink skirt rode up and hugged the curve of her spectacula... ass. She sighed and ran pink nailed fingers through her trashy hair. It glistened in the lights of the room. Her legs were in black vinyl stockings. On her feet were pink six-inch heels. Willow would not even have known such outfits existed. Let alone wear them.But, ah, well... who was this Willow again?"Master," Anni whined. By now no one knew. Basically I am just taller than the average Indian man. I am very handsome and have deep green eyes that girls really like. But my best asset is my cock. It isn’t absolutely humongous, but for my size it is very large. Moreover, it is perfectly formed and utterly beautiful. I’ve seen some fucking ugly dicks in my day, but mine is very different. In fact, I would bet that you have never seen one so nice. It’s simply perfect. I love my cock. It is a work of art and every woman who has seen it has. “So if I get a boner watching the action, nobody will mind?”“Well, baby, I will mind, because now we’re exclusive, you’re only supposed to get aroused by me. But I’ll try to remember that, being a man, you are only a VERY primitive organism, and that you can’t help it. Just hold the thought and save it for me for afterwards.”The affectionate look she gave me took away any insult. “Don’t you get horny at shoots?”“Of course I do; the whole point of porn is to arouse sexual desires. But I’ve been. She lead to my bedroom hand in hand, The bed was made and ready, the girl had plans, She had been busy while she waited for me, As she removed my shirt with kisses of glee. We stood as clothing fell to the floor, My pants she undid on her knees and bent red toes, The same with my briefs, if you please, Then she made love to my semi until it was hard. She arose with a smile, satisfied, And fell to the bed of lasciviousness, “Help me off with my jeans,” she cooed, Tattered and two sizes tight,.