==========Subject Line: Re: Denying My Edgy Writer-SlutVioletVixen: You filthy fucking bastard. I hate you. Want you. Need you. Deep inside me. Now.I ...an’t control myself in the face of such an impressive throbbing rod of literary prowess. Oh God, oh fuck... I can't hold back much longer. Can’t you see my used-up boxes dripping with sarcasm, begging to be filled by your big hard message?I'll show you I deserve every perverted fucking smut-reader deep in the glistening folds of my filthy. Even as she acknowledged James secretary as she went through the door to James’ office she was unsure as to whether or not she should confess everything. The fact that, despite herself, she had thoroughly enjoyed what Dan had done to her terrified her. She could rationalize that the whole thing was not her fault because blackmail had been involved, however, it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore the thrill she had experienced during the whole slutty episode. She smiled as soon as she. A few moments later, I slip gently in and let out a long sigh as my hands support her arching back. She moans and clenches my arm. Its the first time for both of us. The sensations shooting through our bodies, seemingly as one, with each movement. I caress her breasts as she squeezes my firm, round rear. Between soft moans our tongues fight, passionately trying to win its way into the others territory. We roll, I on my back, hands pinned down. She sits up to resume. My left hand rests behind my. His thirst of cum, became him a gay. I came on front seat and started smoking. Rahul said to me, “Mom, give a head to me, I really need to relax.” I started sucking his dick while he drove the car. Soon my mouth filled with hot semen. Rahul stopped a while and kissed me for swallowing semen. Around 5am, we stopped near a field for fresh as our stomach making sound. Nobody was there to watch us. We sat together and defecated, this was not new for me but Rahul and Alia were not comfortable..