Hot Blog: CUTE GIRL FEET was a tall man, and fat. He was in his fifties, and he smelled like sweat. His teeth were messed up, and he looked like the redneck that he was. Even so, standing so close,with his dirty hand on my waist, I could practically feel his dick pulsing on my ass. It was making me wet.
I turned off the burner, and arched my back, leaning my head into his shoulder. I stretched, feigning fatigue. "Oh, standing here by this stove is making me so hot." I whispered, twirling his dirty hair with my finger.
"Well, it is a hot day," Ron was breathing heavily. He had both his hands on my body now. One went up to my tits where he pushed the feeble fabric aside and began to knead my titty. His other hand slid it's way down my waist and into my waiting cunt.
"So wet..." Ron breathed heavily as one of his fat fingers penetrated me. I moaned, my head rolling carelessly on his shoulder, in extacy. Fingering me, and massaging my titty the whole time he walked me over to the bare dining room table where he finally removed both his hands, spun me around and shoved me down on the table.
