I’m glad to see you again,” Bill said, the forced calmness in his words betraying the obvious hunger for her body written across his face. Amy never fucked her studs in public – that was reserved for the privacy of her office – though she made sure that her and her prey’s animalistic moans were clearly audible through the door. Amy knew that she could easily catch her choice of younger, tastier prey, but Bill was already here and, from the bulge in his pants, ready to go. I know we haven’t spoken since High School, but thanks for taking the time to read this long FaceConnect post! Many of them had shoulder bags matching her own, doubtless stuffed with their own product, always ready to make a quick sale when the opportunity presented itself. She found that she could no longer purr, but that her voice instead had taken on a low, seductive rumble that worked equally as well. It was unlike anything Bill had ever felt, and he quickly discovered that he could fuck Amy’s soft titflesh from practically any angle, thrusting himself into her mounds as Amy sat there patiently, the familiar look of hunger on her face as she watched his tasty cock sink itself into her boobs.
