SOME MEN WEAR PANTIES BOOK 1: WET SPECIAL EDITION

, and I grabbed his hips and shoved his dick in my hot mouth, pulling on the shaft like I was some forgotten verse in Psalms and the green

Baby, this is nasty.

ss on me either, but when your man put you on dick punis

l me to stop pleasu

abbed my hand, putting it on his ass. I pulled away from his stick, held it up and hummed

long my tongue, and I smiled, huge globs of spit trailing to the floor. He w

my weave with those thick fingers. His head leani

o spice

yea,

my mouth and shook it like a Fris

ike his little dirty whore. He was getting even more exc

d big. "

e like I partied like a rock star. My nipples erect, he was playing with them through the pissy lace. Being honest, smelling his piss turned me

pening, they went crazy. I was finger fucking him, making his legs buckle. I think he was gay, but I didn't care because he supplied our home with key essential things and he

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and turned on the cold shower. It splas

instantly. Wide-eyed, he

" I asked, my hand on my hip.

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et when I ask for some head you bring up religion.

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and water blasted him back on his

my heel. "

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Later.

h. I would buy a leather mask, shake these huge breasts at the Crib Strip Joint on U.S.1 in the Dirty South, Goulds, Florida the Forgotten City, and put this pussy in a man's face if he was forking over th

s and Ladders with my pussy and clit then all was fair in the game of war. I didn't get these crazy bitches as of late. They wanted a man but wasn't willing to use the pussy to keep one. If your man wanted you to spit on his dick, jack it like a man who couldn't afford toys for his son's

needed extra holiday money so I wouldn't have t

som. Then I would rub my sweet juices in his face and send his ass home to his Mama, sis

sn't getting

best kept secret. Since my body was his Best Laid Plan, why the hell not? Just buy me some outfits, give me some mone

l leave my name out of this. Bec

to do something outside of my household. Doing that made me realize something: I was a woman who liked to occasionally get fucked in the ass without being slut shamed. Every time I asked my husband he laughed in my face and tol

he asked me to compromise. Men slept with tons of women all the time and received a free pass. Why when a woman took control of her urges we had to be seen as hoes with no class? Nonetheless,

ion, I drove hal