Why do you think I called you at this late hour for?”
“A recipe, I giggled, you wanted to hear my sexy voice turning you every which way but loose. Sex video Of course I’d use my hand, and not that bottle. Now shove it in harder and rub your clit with the other hand, I want you hotter than a firecracker on the fourth of July.”
He grunted, as if he were shoving his fist into my hot, hungry, needy pussy. It turned me on, that was something I was going to try, right now. We discussed the erotic story about fisting that I sent him to edit.
