His insatiable appetite and overwhelming desire fulfilled, once again. He lifted her nude limp body from the tub, and slung her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. Such a beautiful cunt, he thought. He parted her swollen lips and brought his mouth to her pussy. He watched her from his perch outside of her window as she undressed. It looked like the lady was feeling a bit frisky that evening. He pulled tighter on the cord. Soaking his white t-shirt and tight fitting blue jeans, with holes in the knee. Finally, silently, he pulled his jeans back on and zipped then up. To save her life. He was strong, thick and muscular. She lit some candles and sprinkled some scented bath oil into the water. Stopping, he stood and moved his throbbing cock toward her slack mouth and rubbed the head of it against her soft unresisting lips, against her pearly teeth then between her lips until he was fully penetrating her throat.
