Asian Girls Workout

Written on April 13, 2008

With her face and shoulders and tits flat on the blanket, she reached back with both hands and pulled her asscheeks apart. Her cunt lips eked back a fraction of an inch or so from my hand. She began rolling her hips around and back, around and back. She pressed against my hand and it required a good deal of strength to hold my arm in place. But I did. Slowly, bit by bit, the wider part of my hand was being engulfed by her cunt. Only the souvenirs of a misspent adolescence in a bad neighborhood -- i.e., knuckles that had been broken more than once -- enabled my hand to accept the compression of her cunt. My fingers were being squeezed awkwardly and it was beginning to hurt, but I didn't care. She was determined and I was going to go along with it as long as I could -- because it was one helluva turn-on.
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