The transparent bikini had worked! After years of unrequited lust, Johnny FootballHero was finally busting his all-star load on her virgin tummy!
In this artfully composed photograph, Sydney is staring with trepidation at the photographer’s massive, still-visible-through-jeans boner.
Inappropriate? Maybe. Eye-level? Definitely.
They spent ten thousand dollars re-tiling that pool in the exact same shade as her eyes.
“Yes!” she thought to herself as she descended the artfully weathered concrete steps. “Finally I have a use for that wind machine I bought on ebay last year! I must look so fucking edible right now!”
She gave the sex-eye to the trio of hunks shimmying their glossed-up bods in her semipermanent inflatable pool and took another couple of steps, flicking her sculpted hips so that her faux-third-world skirt swished around her legs just so.
Her too-perfect titties jiggled slightly, her delicate coral nips stiffening in the breeze. Bamboo rustled. Shutters snapped.
Maria’s husband and boyfriend wanted to try something new, something a step further than your everyday double penetration. It’ll bring us closer together, her husband had said over breakfast.
While she was thinking about how hot it would be to have both her lovers stretching her tight pussy, he was thinking more about his cock being squeezed tight against the underside of her boyfriend’s cock.
For a while I was seeing this girl who worked as a hostess at a winery. At lunch, I’d park my car on the side of the highway and wait for her in the fields, and she’d sneak out the back to fuck me.
Drunk photoshoots with your cousin are the best. Drunk sex after is even better.
Rain or shine, she’s your ALL TERRAIN GIRLFRIEND!!!
The way her hair is styled to echo that ugly lamp is artistic perfection.
Sparkling clean shower. Obligatory “dirty girl” joke.
She brought her swimsuit, but she’d rather skinny dip next to these ruins.
She’s about to do that *pop* thing with her cheek.