I want a girl younger than me. One with bright eyes, an eagerness to please, and an insatiable thirst for filth.
A girl who takes much pride in her looks. She dyes her hair, wears lipstick, eye shadow, and is proud of her eyebrows. One who has a morning routine with a hair curler or hair straightener. One I can watch after her morning shower plucking, tweaking, and adjusting.
Her breasts hanging over the sink, I love how the mirror provides me with four breasts to stare at as they jiggle and sway.
She knows I watch and I think she may exaggerate her movements for this very reason. Brushing her teeth, I watch her put her hand on the sink and lean towards the mirror, chest jiggling quickly. A bit of frothy white foam has started running down her chin and she winks at me through the mirror.
I'm getting hard now.
I watch her wipe her face off and look at me expectantly with a grin.
I come up behind her and grab her heavy breasts with my large hands. I squeeze and knead and pinch. She tilts her head back onto my shoulder.
I snake my hand up her stomach and between her breasts up to her neck and grab hold.
She moans and arches her ass back into my hardness.
I breathe in her perfume, lotion, body wash, and shampoo all of which come together to create what one could only consider to be a love potion.
My cock is harder now, dripping with excitement and a hunger for her and her body.
Sometime during our grinding, choking, stroking and squeezing, she had let her panties slide to the floor.