Mortamore888

You.  You are the exact kind of woman I am looking for.  Outwardly conservative, business attire, professional.  Inwardly a whore, fuckhole, cum dump.  I know that’s what you are, even before I read your profile.  And the thought of it has me salivating and rubbing my cock under my desk. People are walking by and I am waving with my other hand while I rub my cock looking at your picture and wondering what hole of yours was last filled and by what. Isn’t that something?  I have to question which of your holes was last used, and what it was that was penetrating it. Was it your fingers down your throat, making you gag and spew slime?  Was it a fat cock in your asshole, some guy whose name you don’t know using your tightest hole to essentially jerk off into?  Or maybe the cunt?  What possibly would have been inserted into the cunt hole? And by who? So much to discover.

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