He was too thick for me but as a loyal prostitute I did the best to get him fully in my ass whole, my little jumps made him moan …yeah…baby..mmm�...keep doing it u whore….mmmmmmuuuhhh….my increasing motion & his little jerks was stretching the walls of my ass whole to its limits. I was breathing heavily & jumping in his lap & he was having the hardcore session with a hooker but it was just like never stopping, I was expecting his cum as I was feeling little tired & little pain, keep jumping you. Despite the fact I knew this was a fantasy/hallucination, my curiosity arose along with my hard-on. It may have been my mind inventing this, but I’ll be damned if this fake Heather wasn’t as perfect naked as I imagined. Her nipples weren’t tiny and pink and unnoticeable, nor where they quarter-sized beasts they could take an eye out. They were just right, which made them better than just right. Her glistening pussy was shaded above with a small patch of blonde hair. Her legsarched up with the. I watched as the bartender handed her a smoke; but not an ordinary one…Ana inhaled a big smoke and I knew she got even hornier.Barry then moved on her and he started kissing her neck as he mauled her nice soft tits. Anita weakly resisted his assault, saying everyone was watching. But Barry kept going. His hand went lower down to her belly and under her dress hem. He soon was able to find her wet pussy lips.Ana gasped as he finally worked his long fingers inside her cunt. I watched as she began. I nibble your ear. You moan. hmmm. I leave a trail of kisses down your neck. hmmm. I look at you, your eyes are closed, you are smiling. I unbutton your shirt. I lightly bite your nipple through your bra. You jump and moan. I massage the other breast. Then I change nipple. "Ohhh, ohhhh, yes" you moan. I leave your bra on, I like to see the cleavage. I slowly kiss all the way down your belly. hmmm. I pull your skirt down. I'm reaching down below your belly button. Oh, I'm so horny, but.