Usually at the gym, I'm the one being leered at.
But not today.
There's a sexy, familiar body across the room. He doesn't know me. But I sure as hell know him.
Dan Willow.
The star of my favorite porn video, one that I've masturbated to at least three dozen times.
It starts out ridiculous enough.
Mike delivers pizza to a college girl who can't find her money. His wide, muscular stature towers above her.
She agrees to an alternative payment method that involves stripping naked in her bedroom. And when she does, he looks at her like she's precious. Like he wants to take care of her.
At his command, she strips him, too, then kneels at his feet and circles her innocent little lips around his monster of a cock.
"That's a good girl," he moans, as she rides his boner with her mouth. You can tell his size turns her on.
I always rub my clit at that part, while she rubs hers just as vigorously. Both her labia and mine swell with desire. We need him so fucking badly.
"Stand up," he orders, with a fierceness in his eyes I've never seen before. Then he grabs her young body and tosses her on the bed.
I shove the vibrator against my pussy when he enters her, slowly at first.
Then faster. And harder.
He's a force of nature, rapidly penetrating her hole like it's his for the taking.
Overpowered by his thrusts, she forgets all about the camera and the performance. He pounds into her with all the strength and determination of an earthquake, making her scream in divine pleasure.
