My perfect night with the stranger
He finds me at the club and immediately knows what I crave, what I need to be. He his, his hole, his toy.
Five minutes later and we're going out to his car, his hands all over me and his spit dribbling down my face as he degrades me, telling me what a nasty slut I am.
We don't even make it to the bedroom before I'm on my knees pining for his cock like a cum drunk bimbo, and we're only 30 seconds out from him grabbing fistfuls of hair and using my face like another pussy.
I barely respond to his fingers up my cunt, my brain recovering from the way he cut off my oxygen with his cock.
He drags me on top, my mewling whimpers turning to moans as he pushes inside, grabbing my neck and tits as he fills me.
Finally, he flips me over and uses his weight to pin me, taking the hole that belongs to him until he pumps his thick load deep inside my dripping hole. As he walks out of the room, I hear him on the phone with his friends...