Some perv shared a pic of a teen's last dayAs I walked into the dingy motel room, I couldn't help but notice the stench of stale cigarettes and sweat that clung to the air. The woman, a raven-haired beauty with piercing green eyes, was already naked on the bed, her legs spread wide in invitation.
"Fudi di pic," she whispered, her voice husky and seductive, as she beckoned me closer.
I couldn't resist the temptation, my cock twitching with anticipation as I shed my clothes and joined her. Her hands were like ice, but they sent shivers down my spine as she wrapped them around my dick, jerking me off with a firm yet gentle touch.
As we got lost in the rhythm of our passion, I couldn't help but think about how much I loved this dirty, filthy sex. It was raw and unapologetic, just like her. And I was more than happy to oblige, my cock pounding into her ass with reckless abandon.
But as we reached the climax of our encounter, she suddenly stopped me, her eyes flashing with a mischievous glint. "Fudi di pic," she whispered again, this time with an unmistakable tone of dominance.
I knew exactly what she was asking for - and I was more than happy to oblige. I wanked off onto her chest, the sticky mess a testament to our depraved desires. And as we lay there, spent and exhausted, I couldn't help but think that this was the kind of dirty sex that only got better with age.
As we caught our breath, she leaned in close, her hot breath whispering sweet nothings into my ear. "Pic" - a single word that sent shivers down my spine as it echoed through the room.
And just like that, I knew that this was going to be one hell of an anal encounter.