petes478
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You are a woman between 22 and 42 years old, exploring your sexual response to new stimuli. You have always been intrigued but also a little shy and/or embarassed about your need to submit to a male.
You fantasize when masturbating about being spanked and fucked roughly, the man always comes after penetrating your cunt, and he grasps your nipple in such a hungry way that in spite of the pain it also arouses you in a special way-you feel needed-like you are providing something important to him-even though to all outward eyes he is a brute.
You trim or shave your pussy and have done so for years, though you haven't had anybody down there in some time and you fantasize about being used by a tribe, or a group of men-You're the center of attention, though its a little bit negative with the snide remarks and cocks stuck up your ass, in your cunt, in your face, etc. You are being used-thats the One True Thing. You and your body are meeting the needs, however base and in the gutter, of these men.
You frequently day dream at your desk in the middle of the day of your male boss cracking the whip, summoning you to his office, closing the door behind you, he bids you to sit down, only to find his long hard dick sliding out of his black wool suit pants, its hardness, and color, in stark contrast to his soft wool trousers. You look away in clear disgust and offense, but you feel his hand on your head, guiding you, directing you, orchestrating the grand blowjob, rear entry doggy-style fuck with you bent over his desk, sweating, skirt lifted up over your bottom, torn ripped panties down by your ankles, his massive hard dick entering and thrusting and re-entering your cunt from behind, slapping your ass as he rams you harder and harder, your mouth open, you're inhaling his desk scent as he fucks you hard, saliva drips out of your mouth on to his papers on his desk, while he slaps your ass again, pulls your hair which you have up in a bun, making you squeak, squeal, and moan, and then he grunts loudly, his first true sound, as he ejaculates inside of your cunt.
write me.
You fantasize when masturbating about being spanked and fucked roughly, the man always comes after penetrating your cunt, and he grasps your nipple in such a hungry way that in spite of the pain it also arouses you in a special way-you feel needed-like you are providing something important to him-even though to all outward eyes he is a brute.
You trim or shave your pussy and have done so for years, though you haven't had anybody down there in some time and you fantasize about being used by a tribe, or a group of men-You're the center of attention, though its a little bit negative with the snide remarks and cocks stuck up your ass, in your cunt, in your face, etc. You are being used-thats the One True Thing. You and your body are meeting the needs, however base and in the gutter, of these men.
You frequently day dream at your desk in the middle of the day of your male boss cracking the whip, summoning you to his office, closing the door behind you, he bids you to sit down, only to find his long hard dick sliding out of his black wool suit pants, its hardness, and color, in stark contrast to his soft wool trousers. You look away in clear disgust and offense, but you feel his hand on your head, guiding you, directing you, orchestrating the grand blowjob, rear entry doggy-style fuck with you bent over his desk, sweating, skirt lifted up over your bottom, torn ripped panties down by your ankles, his massive hard dick entering and thrusting and re-entering your cunt from behind, slapping your ass as he rams you harder and harder, your mouth open, you're inhaling his desk scent as he fucks you hard, saliva drips out of your mouth on to his papers on his desk, while he slaps your ass again, pulls your hair which you have up in a bun, making you squeak, squeal, and moan, and then he grunts loudly, his first true sound, as he ejaculates inside of your cunt.
write me.
