AuteurMaudit
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- Oct 10, 2010
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While doing an intricate research about the history of porn, digging into works of Alexander Trocchi and Anais Nin, I am getting lost in a dark (or should I say: red) territory of desires: I am obsessed with big tits, blow jobs, wet cunts, big red mouths that are hungry for my stiff, throbbing cock.
I am longing for the hot and juicy flesh of a well-shaped woman with sensual lips and greedy eyes. Waves of dirty talk are struggling to reach my ears--yes, I want to fuck, to get my hard dick into the darker, moist regions of a female phantom, tio listen to lusty screams. I know my imagination is a raunchy slut that wants to satisfy my horny fantasies and desires.
I want to fuck your (whoever you may be) tits, take you from behind, give you my hot load--bitch!
I am longing for the hot and juicy flesh of a well-shaped woman with sensual lips and greedy eyes. Waves of dirty talk are struggling to reach my ears--yes, I want to fuck, to get my hard dick into the darker, moist regions of a female phantom, tio listen to lusty screams. I know my imagination is a raunchy slut that wants to satisfy my horny fantasies and desires.
I want to fuck your (whoever you may be) tits, take you from behind, give you my hot load--bitch!



