I received my package today! Finally my hot thick long vibrating dildo has arrived. I am so excited I can’t wait to use it… I guess I wont need it until later on today since I fucked the delivery guy who delivered it… Something about him holding that package and his ring glistening in the sun turned me on while I was signing! I told him to hold a sec so I could bring him a bottle of water.. When I got back to the door I was completely naked.. Dumping water down my body.. I told him to come inside so he could cool off… He was hesitant. I could tell from the look on his face..
He was a goodie guy who doesn’t cheat and caters to his family! It turned me on even more to know he was going to lack experience in the bedroom.. I grabbed him by his pant loop and shut the door behind him. He was shocked he even mentioned his wife! I told him to relax, it’s okay and just enjoy the ride. His cock was rock hard! I took it out of his jeans and stroked it while I ran my tongue through the slit! He was dripping precum.. He wanted it so bad! He insisted he had another delivery so we would have to make it quick… I bent over, spread my cheeks and he slid his cock inside me.. He fucked me so good I was surprised.
That fucker didn’t pull out in time.. He left a thick load of cum deep inside me!













I was on top for some furious Fetish Phone Sex, riding him into my luxurious couch – a gift from a previous boy treating me to his hard-earned bank account – with my hands on his shoulders, his on my hips, my tits bouncing into his face and a hunger in my eyes. He held my tight slim body against him, sliding right up my slippery cunt again and again with a sense of desire I simply couldn’t help but take pride in during the greatest heat of sex. I was in an animalistic state, following his directions, grinding myself onto his massive cock, and stretching myself out while struggling to breathe. Later I knew he’d call my efforts cute and bouncy, but right that moment all I wanted him to call them was fucking primal. Unlike his wife, girlfriend, and bitchy exes I wanted to give him exactly what he needed and nothing less, just Hardcore Phone Sex. I was begging for him to let me show him the best time of his life and I was so greedily horny when he agreed. Soaking is one word to call folds so wet they made squishy sounds when I moved. If he had second thoughts at that point I’d have told him it was too late. He couldn’t lift my fat ass hard enough to stop me from fucking at that point, there was no return and he knew it as well as I did. All I wanted from him was to keep stuffing my cunt so full of cock I’d be able to taste his cum when he shot off. He lifted his hands from my hips to grab and squeeze my tits, comparing them to his wife’s no doubt, and by the glint of joy in his eyes, finding them an amazing replacement. They’re grand, overwhelmingly shapely, and sizable to match. They’re unfair, and I’m a whore, not a slouch. My tits are elastic, bouncy, and worth fucking until they’re red, sore, and covered in a potent stream of cum. If after this I wasn’t in store for Big tit fucking, I was gonna be sorely disappointed.





