I have a confession to make. I love big cock. So much so I let my best friend cast a spell on my to turn me into the blonde petite girl of his dreams. Now I’m on my knees in front of his throbbing piece of meat I’m stunned. His cock is far bigger than I would imagine. It’s even bigger than my phone. Soon I’ll wrap my warm lips around his cock, and hopefully he’ll return the favor by fucking me crazy!
You have been looking at way too many websites. This is just so stupid. Don’t you even get how ridiculousness this is?
“Yeah Kevin, a magic remote! You come up with some stupid lies over the years but seriously? You drug me out of the weight room and all way back to the gym for this?” I said, not really clear why I even agreed to come down here. He just gave me a weird smile.
“I bet you wouldn’t last one day in that body suit without freaking out,” laughed Dylan.
(again all credit for the original idea goes to paradox on fictionmania. Please let me know if you guys like this idea, I have a few other ideas I would like to write out if I get some positive feedback)
(Oh god, it looks bigger from this end.)
“Adam, I’m back! I’ve got pepperoni pizza and beer and—wait, who the heck are you?!” James exclaimed, shocked to find a topless redheaded girl in his living room. The girl gave him a sultry look and bit her scarlet pantyhose with her pearly white teeth. James couldn’t help but stare at her tits. “W-where’s Adam?” he asked.
It was pretty apparent that I had made Teresa very, very angry. When we went to bed, she had said something, ” Ted, this is not even close to the end of the argument.”
The wedding was awesome; and so was the wedding night sex. Mike and Susie both basked in the afterglow of it and looked forward to the coming honeymoon trip.
Do you see this lovely creature that’s adoringly taking of of this fine gentleman’s big black cock? Well she used to be my cheating asshole husband. 20 years and I find him boning his secretary in our bed. Needless to say a divorce soon followed, but the bastards lawyers managed to give him everything and leave me with nothing! It took me a good while to figure out how to regain my losses, but about a year later an idea came to me. So after calling in some favors from a few people my ex-husband was no more, replaced with my voluptuous younger sister who came to live with me. If she happened to bring home sexual partners that left copious sums of money, who was I to complain? After all we need rent money. And if I happen to record these exploits and make even more money, well that’s just a family business.