Holy shit, it was hot today! Both inside and out. Inside of ..
🕑 Added 2023-08-12 23:58:11 +0000 UTC
Holy shit, it was hot today! Both inside and out. Inside of me, and outside the house, to be exact. I fucked Ryan today. It was the perfect fuck for a follow to Scott from yesterday. I came so much harder today. It was mind-bending and intense. I always cum harder when the camera isn't recording. I came yesterday, but I had to bend to his fantasies to get Scott to do it. I like his fantasies. I don't like being directed. I said and did everything Scott wanted to hear and do, even though it wasn't scripted. Feels made up, even though it's mostly true. Probably because he gave me suggestions about what he wanted me to say. It was silly because I say all those things on my own without being prompted. But that is a small price to get a good video with a solid cum dump at the end. I watched that cum shot in slow motion a dozen times. That was a hell of a single pump of cum. Wonder if his dick feels stretched after that? Anyway, Ryan is a hunk. Not Bob style hunk, but good-looking. He wanted to know the odds of having a more serious relationship. He's like 30. I'm 56. He's married and has kids. I'm married, but in my case, that doesn't really count now, if you know what I'm saying. Not super good. But I lied to him and said we could pursue it and see where it goes. I'm not going to pass up a serious style fling with him. My pussy drools at the thought of him, and my pussy calls the shots these days. Scott will be fine if I move in with him for a month or two. Seriously. He will. Well, he will have to be now, won't he? That's the way things work around my household. Ryan whispered in my ear all three times today if I wanted him to make me pregnant. I said yes each time, and he would cum each time. When I felt his sperm flooding my body, I would cum on his still cum-pumping dick. All three times. After the first breeding, he asked me if I really would like him to impregnate me. Hell, yes, I would. Not kidding. I would give anything to get knocked up by Ryan, Bob, and especially Connor. Why, you ask? How the fuck should I know? It turns me on. Turns my pussy into melted butter, thinking about it. I would guess it's most likely hormonal instinct, but why do I care what it is? All I care about is it turns me on to the point of desperation, and I like that. I often picture myself getting bred. I like to use the term "bred and breeding because that's how I see it. I like to think of myself bent over a table and some 25 yr old pumping hot, super fertile sperm into my body. Sperm that will change my body. Fuck. I'm turning myself on. Enough of that. Anyway. Paul. I will pursue a relationship with him. I want him to keep breeding me in the proper manner that he does. If he fucks up his marriage, that's on him. My pussy couldn't care less about any of that. It just wants to be bred. Just saying.
