I had her sitting on a makeup counter in a dressing room, almost a closet, really, with her back against the mirror, her ankles put up around my neck. Mature sex “You want my jizz, bitch?”
“Yeah daddy,” she groaned back. When she didn’t cooperate I tightened my grip on her windpipe and her thick legs fell apart at my touch. I pushed her golden head down onto my cock and fired my seed down her throat, rocking my hips into her face with every blast. “Now?” he said in response. I wriggled out of my boxers and freed my erect cock. Get me pregnant, daddy!”
That kind of pregnancy bullshit would worry me with a random hookup. Putting myself back together, I headed back into the jungle for girl five.
