filthy...

you are a filthy whore...dressed like a lady...i can still tell what you are...no panties...rubbing your pussy when you think you are alone...nipples at attention in need of a strong suck...rubbing against the oh so soft dress...your tits are begging to be squeezed hard...you are wet under that dress...i would run my hand up your leg and see how many fingers i could shove inside you...you would moan...and squirm...you want me to fuck you...using my hard cock to split you...make you beg for it over and over...mmmm yes i know what you are baby..."oh...hello ms. starrk...im here to talk about my son...you left a message with my wife?"