.. addicted to your scent... And your body... And your cock...! Mmmngh, it's really rampaging around inside me, mmhmhm! Wonder whore, She Slut, Batwho...e, Kitty cunt. All these superwhores are gonna be yours before long.Females in the suicide slums are nothing but whores for breeding, so start with me! Stick it in deep and knock me up!"That sort of lewd encouragement was all the spider hero needed! His thrusting got more and more vigorous as he got closer to cumming inside of her. He was. Maybe it’s an exaggeration for me to say that a pair of Louboutin boots or Manolo Blahnik pumps is better than sex. But really, it would depend on the quality and duration of the sex before I could honestly make that call. My husband and I are discussing sex fantasies, and he has just mentioned one particular hot night on a recent cruise. “Oh, yeah…that’s the night I wore my silver sandals,” I recall, closing my eyes and smiling. “Not the memory I was going for…” “Are you kidding me? Those. Her whole world had become that rousingsensation up inside her cunt and the skewering tongue ramming in and outbetween her lips. Dave had almost forgotten his designs for the evening in the sheereroticism of what was happening right now here on this lovely desertedbeach. He was holding the wildest creature he had ever encountered,ramming his tongue down her throat and his finger up her pussy, and hewas beginning to think she was going to go right out of her mind the wayshe was grinding and. My head hung off the edge as he stood over me and shoved his perfect manhood down my throat thrusting his hips into me like he was fucking my pussy. I moaned hard on his cock. "Fuck, Caroline, that feels so good," colt grunted. I loved to hear him moan and groan. The way he was vocal about how much I pleased him was enough to get me off. He then pulled his cock out of my mouth and, with a whisper, said, "You like having your face fucked like a slut."I met his gaze and in a low voice, I said,.