I need to be broken
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litsam
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Why don't I tell you how I fantasize about the first time I'm broken.
She's hot, a nice bbw, nice soft thighs, she's at the edge of a table, I'm bending over, my head between her lovely legs, her soft thighs are rubbing my head. I'm totally in the moment, she loves it. Then I feel something on my hip, startled, I tried to look back but she holds my head in her hands. I have a very confused look on my face, she smiles and tells me it's ok and directs my mouth back to her. I concentrate on what I'm doing, not paying attention to the finger being pushed against me. I try to ignore the cool sensation on my virgin hole. Even though I know it's KY jelly, I try not to think about it. I think only of the throbbing lips under mine. I notice how excited she is, how she is breathing louder now. I pay attention to how turned on she is, and I don't care what is happening behind me. The look of pleasure on her face is distracting me from the somewhat painful feeling of what must be another man entering me. Completely distracted by the look on her face, her hips moving with my mouth, her moans of pleasure. By the time her orgasm subisdes, and she pulls me closer to her so she can taste herself as I kiss her. If it wasn't for the trail of cum sliding down my thigh, I wouls have thought the stranger behind me never existed.
She's hot, a nice bbw, nice soft thighs, she's at the edge of a table, I'm bending over, my head between her lovely legs, her soft thighs are rubbing my head. I'm totally in the moment, she loves it. Then I feel something on my hip, startled, I tried to look back but she holds my head in her hands. I have a very confused look on my face, she smiles and tells me it's ok and directs my mouth back to her. I concentrate on what I'm doing, not paying attention to the finger being pushed against me. I try to ignore the cool sensation on my virgin hole. Even though I know it's KY jelly, I try not to think about it. I think only of the throbbing lips under mine. I notice how excited she is, how she is breathing louder now. I pay attention to how turned on she is, and I don't care what is happening behind me. The look of pleasure on her face is distracting me from the somewhat painful feeling of what must be another man entering me. Completely distracted by the look on her face, her hips moving with my mouth, her moans of pleasure. By the time her orgasm subisdes, and she pulls me closer to her so she can taste herself as I kiss her. If it wasn't for the trail of cum sliding down my thigh, I wouls have thought the stranger behind me never existed.
lipgloss_clare
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I like my men in stockings... tied to the bed. Spread out like a star to all the corners. Pillows under your waist to raise your ass up. I'd strut around in my make-up, all dressed up nicely with my thigh high pvc bitch boots and little black dress. You'd suck me first and then I'd spread the cool KY in your ass and take you, slowly easing myself in.
But that's just personal taste
But that's just personal taste
