His is a word for word copy paste of an ERP I had with my favourite subby slut. If people seem to enjoy/request this kind of content I'll add more as ... have a literal archive.Tags: Futa (of course He slid a hand off of my hip, started the washer up again and then slid it back on. The room was getting even hotter and sweat was all over my face, neck and breasts. I needed out. But this was too good. He then turned me around, sat me on the counter top and seductively spread my legs. I propped my left up on the window sill and held my right up. Sliding into me, he deeply kissed me with his lusciously pouty lips and gripped my thighs. I was so in love with him at that moment. As he pulled. The ache in your stomach turns into a tingle between your legs. You feel alive! You check yourself in the rear view mirror one last time. Wiping lipstick from the edge of your bottom lip. You pucker....what will his lips feel like? Will they be warm, soft, inviting??? You open the car door and extend your beautiful leg to get out. Even you notice how sexy your leg looks......Your toes peaking from your heels sparkle from the street lights. You pull yourself out of your vehicle and give yourself. Honestly, he knew nothing about me either. Without a camera, or even pictures, he had no way of knowing if I was truly doing what I was told. But I knew. And I was. All he knew was my name. ?Hello Kevin. Are you ready to amuse me?? He was online. He always started by addressing me by my real name before moving on to more degrading terms. I felt myself getting excited. I was naked, on my knees in front of the computer. ?Yes Sir. I am ready? Shit. That was a mistake. ?I?.