性爱故事： Horny slut

The heat hit my skin the second we stepped into the bathhouse. I'm a photographer, and I could already feel sweat crawling down my back. She—Lada, my model—stood across from me in nothing but a short …

首先扑面而来的是新鲜油漆和温暖摄影棚灯泡的刺鼻气味，浓烈而带有化学味，但还没看到她的脸，她低沉的笑声就让我的鸡巴抽动了一下。Elena靠在道具桌上……

雨点像不耐烦的手指一样敲打着尼龙帐篷顶，把我们封在这个小小的双人帐篷里。我看着米娅脱下湿透的雨衣，里面那件薄薄的白色背心紧贴着……

湖边别墅的客厅里已经弥漫着酒香、笑声和舞动身体散发的淡淡麝香。我摊开四肢躺在宽大的皮沙发上，旁边是瓦尔——我多年的好友，他……

The moment I walked into the dimly lit massage studio, my cock was already half-hard. Lena, the curvy waitress from the café next door who moonlighted here on weekends, gave me that slow, knowing smil…

The moment she slid onto the barstool, I felt my cock twitch. Elena was a vision in a clingy red sundress that barely contained her full tits, her tanned thighs crossing with a soft whisper of skin. T…

The moment I saw her across the crowded reception hall, my cock twitched hard. She was a stunning brunette in a tight red dress that hugged her juicy ass and pushed her full tits up like an offering. …

The dimly lit massage room smelled of warm almond oil and the faint, unmistakable scent of her arousal. I was lying face-down on the table, and Lena, my wife, had stopped pretending she was just watch…

The moment I spotted Jenna across the crowded conference room, my cock twitched like it remembered her better than I did. She was still that same horny slut who used to ride me for hours back in colle…