How I became a cheating slut xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415
Time and time again I’ve asked my pathetic boyfriend to get the air conditioner fixed. We’re in the middle of summer, how does he expect me to live like this. If he was broke he could’ve just said that! But instead he chose to keep putting it. So I went out of my way to hire someone to come and fix it. Did I know it was going to end up becoming a cheating slut? No. Do I care that I became a cheating slut? Absolutely the fuck not, and here’s exactly how it went.
I love girl-on-girl play, and I never could resist a hot sexy mouth. Zoey would come up behind me and suck on my neck. As a result, I turned to face her beautiful mouth for more. So, My hands cradled her face, and we locked lips. Then one hand slipped down to cup her luscious perky breast. I don’t think we stopped kissing till we made it to the bed, where we undressed each other as my tongue explored her hot sexy mouth. I lay back on the bed. The sensation of her tongue running over my body sent shock waves through my cunt. Then she made her way down south and tongue my slit, making me lift my hips off the bed. I wanted her tongue in me. French kiss, my pussy with that hot wet mouth. 