But then, the tin man spoke again."Oil can." Dorothy grabbed the lube and began to quirt inside the little dark room. Suddenly, it emerged; a long, sh...ny, silver cock, glistening from the sun and the lube dripping off it. Dorothy squealed with delight and instantly began to stroke it, the tin man letting out a creaky moan. This cock, however, she would not put in her mouth. For although she liked corn on the cob, she could not stand the taste of oil since it had gotten on her lips as a c***d. Within minutes both of us where asleep. I was still on top of him and he was still inside me. *** I woke slowly with a delicious feeling between my legs. It felt like a thousand bolts of electricity was running through my body. I became fully awake when I felt Jordan thrust his hips against me. I decided to close my eyes and enjoy the feeling. Suddenly he flipped me over and I was lying on my back staring up at his beautiful smiling face. He never once stopped moving inside me. ‘Jordan.’ His. I don’t care if it hurts, because I fucking love it when you take pain for me slut.? With that he started pinching and twisting my nipples very hard. I was squirming because it hurt, but also because I wanted him to fuck me so badly. ?I will also be reminding you that this slutty mouth belongs to me. Your fuckhole mouth is mine, to fuck as I see fit. You can bet that my hard cock will be spending a lot of time this weekend buried in your throat and fucking you there like I do your. I thrived on the excitement and the variety.“I had really become very used to having men at my beck and call, but I knew it was wrong. I resolved to become a ‘good girl’ after we were engaged. But the question of fidelity never came up, and after just a few days of boring faithfulness, it was too easy to start seeing my other lovers again. This time I promised myself that I would turn over a new leaf after taking my wedding vows, because I really loved him and I didn’t want to continue being a.