Blog Today: DANGEROUS DONGS took her back into his arms tolerating no resistance, as though she would, clasping her naked ass, that now mooned the street concealed only by his hands. She grew intolerant of his clothes. She wanted to feel his hard cock in her hand, rub the tip again the clit that now sent her anguished messages of sexual turmoil. Then insert it deep. She broke away from him and ran to the bed, a naked nymph. He watched her as she crawled into bed, her succulent ass and just below it, the shaven pubes, shiny with moisture, peeking from her soft sexy thighs. He wanted to bury his face in the panorama of sexy softness. But when she rolled over and began to play with her pussy, his clothes became a heavy burden. He began by pulling his shirt from his waistband, then unbuttoned it and threw it to the floor. She saw his broad shoulders, his still strong chest, the swell of a belly too large, but solid like the belly of a weight lifter that she had seen on TV during the Olympics. Hair covered his chest, abdomen, and she had the sudden urge that she wanted to run her fingers through it. His pants dropped leaving him in a pair of black briefs, the head of his cock above the waistband, circumcised, solid and mushroom like. He pulled the briefs to the floor allowing his dick to spring forward. It was as she imagined, not huge but above average long, more than enough to satisfy her craving cunt. Little did she know that it would not be the size of his cock that would satisfy her that day!
