June 17th, 2010 - No Comments

It’s the thought that counts

I’m at the hair salon listening to two chicks talk about Father’s day. They’re going back and forth about what they should buy. Then one says that it is so hard to shop for her father because he’s so big. He wears a size 15 shoe.

That’s about as much of the conversation that I heard. Y’all know how nasty I am. As soon as I heard size 15, I started thinking about dick. Big dick. Just thinking about some juicy dick made my pussy thump. I could feel my nipples getting tight. Damn, I love dick.

Then I start thinking about sucking it and playing with my pussy while I pop the head in and out of my mouth. I started getting wet. Once my pussy gets wet, there’s no turning back lol. I look at the clock. 20 mins until my next appointment. Enough time to go into the bathroom and rub one out.

I walked in, shut the door, leaned against the wall and shoved my hand down my pants. My clit was hard and ready. I could tell from the first stroke my pussy was going to shoot off.It didn’t take me long to cum. I have a hungry little pussy.

I walked out and sat down and felt a little puddle in my panties. They were still talking about Father’s day but the conversation wasn’t as interesting for some reason.

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