Under the bridge continued
In my minds eye I imagine your reading of my letter, then re-reading the words you imagine your self as the slutty little sheriff's daughter. A cock thirsty cum filled little trollop.
The day before was your birthday, I gave you a bag of buds as a present. Being spoiled pleased you, but you crave my cum.
Just now 24 year's old you look younger somehow. Short reddish brown hair very little make-up. A slim athletic body with a cute freckled face. A Tomboy with above average looks and a filthy sluts cravings for sex. You don't spend as much time looking at your self in front of the mirror as you do stuffing your fingers, toys , hair brushes and likely anything that will fit and something's that don't. You crave dangerous sex, fast and hot. The excitement of fucking someone you just met, a stranger. You have chosen the location and force the action. You're getting what you came for, one hole or another. Small talk and niceties are cast into the river. You don't want to get to know me, and prefer we don't exchange names.
The words I'm speaking are dull and annoying to you. In an attempt to shut me up, you drop to your knees. Reach for my zipper and info my pants. While hastily grabbing and flopping my growing cock out of my underwear. At the same time bluntly stating your intention, you get to business. Sucking hard and fast, You subtly hint that you want it roughly. So I take your head in my hands and use that filthy mouth for my pleasure. Easily taking the full length of my thick cock. You take my meat down to the balls, where they stop against your bottom lip and chin. You don't waste any time. After getting your mouth full you want that pussy filled and stretched. So you stop sucking and pull your pants down and say fuck me.Leaned up against my car. I find your count warm and wet but tight and it hurts me a little as it pinches my thick shaft. I force myself inside, stretching you a little, until you open up and relax for my penis fully.
The day before was your birthday, I gave you a bag of buds as a present. Being spoiled pleased you, but you crave my cum.
Just now 24 year's old you look younger somehow. Short reddish brown hair very little make-up. A slim athletic body with a cute freckled face. A Tomboy with above average looks and a filthy sluts cravings for sex. You don't spend as much time looking at your self in front of the mirror as you do stuffing your fingers, toys , hair brushes and likely anything that will fit and something's that don't. You crave dangerous sex, fast and hot. The excitement of fucking someone you just met, a stranger. You have chosen the location and force the action. You're getting what you came for, one hole or another. Small talk and niceties are cast into the river. You don't want to get to know me, and prefer we don't exchange names.
The words I'm speaking are dull and annoying to you. In an attempt to shut me up, you drop to your knees. Reach for my zipper and info my pants. While hastily grabbing and flopping my growing cock out of my underwear. At the same time bluntly stating your intention, you get to business. Sucking hard and fast, You subtly hint that you want it roughly. So I take your head in my hands and use that filthy mouth for my pleasure. Easily taking the full length of my thick cock. You take my meat down to the balls, where they stop against your bottom lip and chin. You don't waste any time. After getting your mouth full you want that pussy filled and stretched. So you stop sucking and pull your pants down and say fuck me.Leaned up against my car. I find your count warm and wet but tight and it hurts me a little as it pinches my thick shaft. I force myself inside, stretching you a little, until you open up and relax for my penis fully.
7 years ago
