His insatiable appetite and overwhelming desire fulfilled, once again. Not yet, he told himself. Keeping her thumb on her clit, she inserted two fingers inside of herself. She began rubbing it while she continued to suck and nibble on one of her big, brown nipples. Her lips were painted a metallic blue to match her nail polish. Had she heard him, was she looking out the window? He pulled the cord taut in his hands. Finally, silently, he pulled his jeans back on and zipped then up. He took a swig from the bottle of vodka he held in his hands. Her flimsy black lace bra and panties falling to the floor at her feet, revealing a pair of large, firm breasts and a clean-shaven pussy. She began to let her hands roam over her body. “Stupid little bitch,” he said angrily, as her teeth sunk into his hand. He stared down at her motionless body for a moment, before spreading her legs as far as they would go. It was late. He heard her sigh heavily. He froze.
