Adriana Sage and Asian Girl Get Leathered Up
When he gets here, I’ll be waiting, but I won’t be idle. I have a lot to think about in this old shack west of Nowhere. For example, there’s the way he made me dress like a hussie, drove me out here and made me run the last mile, sweating my tush off, next to the car. He’ll be back when he’s done with business. I still don’t know what business he’s in, but it sure makes him onry when he’s off work. Hours or days later, he shows up, all pumped and mean and needing to fuck something. Thankfully for both of us, that something is me. He knows that I won’t even be able to stay in my scraps of tramp wear, not with the heat building both inside and outside of me. As the afternoon wears on, I’ll strip down and find a cozy place amid all the junk and debris to pass the time, seeing how hard I can make my clit swell, tasting my own juices, stretching my innards for later use. Sometimes I hold off coming just to make myself hornier. He always manages to return just as I’ve spread my cock-holster to its rudest width. I guess he can tell I’m glad to see him. I won’t get to tell him so, though, because my mouth will be full of cock before I can get out a word. Then he’ll move on to other sockets. Hopefully he enjoys the small asian girl I brought along with me. We’re a long way from home and in no hurry now.