I am a man standing in the river selling water. She is addicted with the drug of her body. He is addicted with the drug of his body. The colors of the addiction are running into one another without borders. The borders will come after the fuck. They are absorbed, or lost in the flesh of the other. They rip each other apart like the two shells of an oyster. What reveals is pornographic and vulgar. They wear their minds like a contraceptive. She could see the curled pubic hairs, and his erection dressed in a red bathing suit. It was a flaming red. A firetruck red.
I am not going to lie. I am a filthy, perverted motherfucker. I am off in my head right now looking at a woman bending over, grabbing her ass cheeks with both hands, and spreading them so I cannot only see her pouting peach, but also her asshole. Yes, it is a submissive sight, naughty, and calls my cock to rise. And the woman who is twenty five, her name is Anja, appears before me, stripped of all her clothes, her tight latex leggings, her peeled off lingerie, her tits hanging down like summer fruit, only wearing her barbaric jewelry, is a sight for my tight cock. The brief size of her ass, her butthole, her pink slit, has erected the tissue in my nose, which I crash into her butthole, pushing it in like an eager penis. Oh God!. She is so fucking delicious. I inhale her smell. I take it down into my lungs. I swill it around my memory bank. My tongue reaches for her cunt, to taste her soul, my nose is still firmly locked in her butthole. Try it if you dare. Force your nose up your partner's butthole. Inhale through your nostrils the dark depths waiting within. I get dizzy thinking about it.
My cock is eager to get in. Whatever the hole. My cock is full of lust, and raging desire, to feel it all. Look at it. Swaying about like a branch in a storm. I stroked her belly, her thighs, her roseate nipples, and kissed my way down to her cunt. I sniffed the patch of hair just above her clit. Fuck what a hit. Then I begin eating her, not to impress her, but because I want to. My tongue licks her clitoris to the right, at two o'clock. I can feel her clit beginning to swell. Then I gorge on her entire clit in my mouth, nibbling it with an erotic frenzy. Her entire body shakes like a twig in a rain storm. My cock, that aching stretch, is screaming for entry into her cunt. Her cunt is drunk with scent, full of odorous moisture. My roaring manshape heads towards those lips, scenting the slather, of the lather, which it knows awaits within.
The blue nut of my hot penis, parts those moist lips, and buries the dark shaft up to its hairy balls, relishing the fleshy tightness of the sheath that surrounds it. The first glide backwards, covered in the slime of the toad, has me digging in my toes, and crushing her fingers, before plunging back into the swamy drug. I am inside her lush cunt, licking the wet walls. My cock is bathed in her sex. Women want to be led. She wants a man to take charge. She wants to be taken with the voraciousness that an addict approaches a fix. My cock is soaking and skinned inside her cunt. I pound her pubis. I can hear the cluck, suck of my penis fucking inside her. I am sure she could feel my jerking gushes of cum spraying her womb. She slipped her tongue inside my mouth, and twined it around mine, and we swallowed each other down.
