..I ran my fingers up and down my twat and my cunt was wildly wet while I had imagined sucking her entire cunt in my mouth...My tits were tingling ...ot, too.I was getting lost in this delicious fantasy.Her raspy voice was echoing in my ears and my heart was throbbing for her.My clit was swollen for her too.I could feel her legs wrapped around me as I was tongue fucking her..I wanted her there now, more than ever... My mind was over heating...My cunt was dripping wet and my ass was on fire...I. I sit up groggily in the shitty cot my step-dad set up for me in the garage, smirking as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, thank god we live in Miami, eh?My few meagre belongings were tucked under a military-esque pop up cot, squared away in my patrol bag, a few more in the trunk of my 1969 Ford Mustang Boss 302. Even in the dim light it’s matte blue paint with white racing stripe finish gleams, spotless. My most prized possession.I didn’t own much, mostly because I rarely came home, in the 6. Later that night my brother saidthat he read on the internet that the female singer Taylor Swift reportedlyhas a 24 inch waist. My brother said to me, "If you don't start eating moreyou will be looking like her within a year. Should we start calling youSwifty?" He laughed. Similar to my sister, my brother felt he had a freepass to say that I had the figure of a girl. I couldn't make the sameinsults directed at him because he weighed 180 pounds and was fairlymuscular. He worked out at the gym on. Eventually the color drained and eventually turned somewhat red, her pussy tightening around the head of his cock as he did so. Pulling back, he watched her gasp in a deep breath when his hand slipped down to her nipples, teasing them and his lips pulling on the other, hearing her moan. God she loved the feeling of his hand around her throat. "What do you want, my love?" he questioned as he gently sucked on her other nipple, his hand slipping down to rub her clit slowly, teasingly. "Fuck me.