I’m Just Using You For Your Cock

Oh my God. Judgmental people get on my nerves. So apparently I’m supposed to feel bad because I like to spread myself around. Uhhhh, no. If I want to meet up with a guy, he had better fuck my against the wall, twisting his hands around my hair, and pounding into my pussy until it bursts a hot orgasmic explosion of cum all over his shaft. Those losers who want to go watch a movie without letting me jerk them off? NO THANKS. If you can’t indulge my public sex play needs, than I am better off without you. Like, geez, so maybe I like to walk into the boys’ locker room and sneak a little peek and their peckers once in awhile. Does that make me a slut? How about when bend over extra long at the drinking fountain because I can feel their eyes on my ass? All I want to do is get laid. If you can’t shove me down on the floor and tease me with your expert fingers while I wither beneath you, then the two of us just aren’t going to work out. I like fucking, not friendship.

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