repeat prostitute you will beg to meet again

Man, you remember that girl I told you about, the one I was half-worried was too good to be true? So I called her up, that repeat prostitute you will beg to meet again, and yeah, it was even better the second time. She opened the door in this tiny robe and just… dropped it. Fuck. Her tits are ridiculous, and she knows exactly how to use them, grinding them around my cock until I was practically seeing stars, and then she just swallowed me whole, no gag, looking up at me with those big eyes, sloppy and perfect. I had her bent over the bed, doggystyle, grabbing her hips, and the sounds she made, Christ. I came all over her face, and she just smiled, licking her lips like it was the best thing she’d tasted all week. I’m still grinning thinking about those tits.