Wild and Wanton: A Steamy Session on the Sheets, Finishing with a Climax on Her Curves in Sultry Lingerie

Dan just leaned back against the counter. XXX Did I mention I was in the middle of a hot empty parking lot, in the middle of the day? It was my bucket now, and I wanted nothing more than to clean it thoroughly. After I was held in the air by the crotch-rope a number of times, I just kept my mouth open, and took a lot of spitting. Dan had ceased trying to soothe me. We were in a cluster of metal buildings, apparently warehouses, with off-white corrugated metal sides and rusty trim. One of the girls took a turn. “Do you have a pen?” he smiled. Someone else?—was starting to enter me, rubbing my wetness vertically, opening me up, forcing himself in.