Do you have a fantasy? To me a fantasy is something that will never happen, its total fiction, doesnt have to be sexual, but ld prefer it lol PM me if you cant share it here, lm pretty unshockable *lix* underneath are 3 easy steps to add a profile pic
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what's with the world today?, is it too much to ask someone for a face shot when they want a free fuck from me??? is it truely too much to ask a guy??? or am l supposed to feel attracted to everyone like a lucky dip and fuck them just because the think l should??? its my one ask ... l dont ask for drinks, dinner, entertainment, motel room, money, your last name, not even to bring condoms, l supply them, (most forgotten item on earth in my book) and when l do get them, they have black glasses on, in a group of a hundred, blurred, microscopic, back on and look nothing like the person if l do agree to meet them at a later date, feel free to add thoughts, ld like some advice on whether lm asking for too much of them?? *lix*

If you get this far into my profile and want to know a bit about me, than you found the right spot. Early next year I will be hitching up my little 11' caravan, bed on wheels basically to my transit bus and hitting the long lonely highways of Australia.
Since l cant take all my regular fucks with me, I will be needing to meet some hot and horny men to help me stay sane along the way...Id be wanting a hot shower and long sex to recharge my sexcells...and lve even considered trying swingers clubs if meeting horny guys...so if you've ever wanted to go and need a partner to get in....Im your girl...lol
If you have any ideas on places to go and people to meet l would gladly appreciate it...my first port of call will be in the vercinity of Wollongong and surrounding areas as Ive never been down the coast road to Melbourne...l'll be setting out at the beginning of March...l will endeavour to learn how to upload pics into this blog so you see my progress, so if you have any advice, please pass it my way and if you a really big dick...book us a room lol *lix* Ali

THE ADVENTURE


l found him on the internet, a slut boy or toy as such,
lt read 'l have no limits', and this intrigued me much.
His arse was (roll eyes) almost virginal, silky to the touch,
As my gaze was drawn instictively to the hot depths of his crutch..

He said 'lve been a bad boy, l must be taught a lesson',
Gee! there really is a god, cause l just got a blessin.
I rubbed my hands together, for shortly they'd be reddened,
This wreched boy, his arse is mine and soon it will be deadened.
.
l ordered him to strip, and kneel down on the floor,
l inspected him with angst, spread the cheeks to his back door.
He tried to take a peek, that behavior l deplore,
l checked his arse again, it was virginal for sure.

Spread your legs a little, l want to see your gash,
Give me a couple of hours and it will all be turned to mash,
The more you try to struggle, the tighter l will lash,
Your wrist and ankles will be tied, to stop you trying to thrash.

Humbly he grovelled, like a big old lonely dog,
This kinda stuff is pointless, you low life piece of sprog.
Attach yourself to the floor, thats what the collars for,
Shut your mouth, you have no say, dont ever ask for more.

The Mistress of the manor, she laced her shiney boots,
Stretched into her oiled outfit, squeezed in both her fruits.
Adjusting all the buckles, and fluffing up her hair,
Her jet black rubber outfit, was more than he could bare.

He grovelled very slowy to the position on the floor,
She positioned herself on his face to let his tongue explore,
She grasped his head, between both hands, she shoved it in for more,
He gasped for air, sweat wet his hair, and he ate till his mouth was sore...

Far in the dunes where the sands blow free.
Is tucked an oasis and a girl called Ali.
Legends been told that she has a royal treasure.
Her background said poor, she's gained it by pleasure.

Shieks and rich men from far and wide,
Would pay a kings ransom to be by her side.
To bathe in her essence, the tale was told.
Made weak men strong and the timid bold.

To enter her cave, the price was said high.
If you're cruel or unjust your'e bound to die.
Local lore said that many had tried they're luck.
Like Indiana Jones in search of the holy fuck.

Riding on his camel, parchment map in hand.
He set off on his journey to explore the forbidden land.
To the beauty and said riches, as far as the eye can see.
And the untamed lust and passion of the goddess of ecstacy.

Many long days and nights had past.
Upon a watering hole he came at last.
His thirst was great,he couldn't think,
He dove his cup in for a drink..

Dazed by the heat, his body longing for pleasure.
Dreaming of the goddess, teasing him with a feather.
Her sun drenched body, hypnotic grinding hips,
Plump brown nipples and velvet red hot lips.

"Stop you thief, this well belongs to me,
To have a drink you must prove yourself worthy".
She threw the cup toward the drifting sands.
By sword point he submitted, she tied his hands.

"Why did you come here, you brazen buck,
For my jewels and riches, or my legendary fuck!"
She was strong and lean and bearing arms.
Draped in fine silks and adorned with gold charms.


How did she know what was on his mind?
But the legend he thought, wasn't she kind?
He could see in a glance by the look in her eye,
If he made one wrong move he would surely die.

She rolled him in a carpet, he couldn't see a thing.
Dizzy and constricted the carpet burnt his skin.
He was carted on a donkey, thrown there like a sack,
Paining from the movement of the boney animals back.

He landed with a thud and rolled out on the floor.
A brightness hurt his eyes like it never had before.
His mouth felt even dryer from the carpet and the sand.
Burnt and blistered skin from this god forsaken land.

Innocently she touched him, it startled him at first.
She offered him a drink in hope to ease his thirst.
He drank down every drop, of the liquid it contained.
He slowly opened his eyes but his body felt quite strange.

Did his eyes decieve him, a glorious sight he saw.
Never in a lifetime had he seen such a vision before.
A marble hand carved cavern, depicting lustful things.
Gem encrusted goblets, gold coins and ruby rings.

His eyes adjusted slowly, he could barely move his head.
As he felt his listless body being placed upon a bed.
A crystal flowing fountain filled a pool set in the floor.
And naked persian nymphs lined the breadth of every wall.

Suddenly they engulfed him, his body filled with fright.
He couldn't move a muscle, though he tried with all his might.
One by one they tongued him, his energy was sapped.
Caressed his lifeless body and upon his cock they lapped.

The feeling was immense but they barely touched his skin,
He felt like he'd explode from the feelings deep within.
His cock was throbbing madly, his balls were full of cum.
Then they spread his legs apart and even licked his bum!


Maybe he'd been poisoned, but he didn't feel he had.
The vision now before him, could drive a sane man mad.
The naked sprites around him moved softly into dance,
As the spirit of the desert immersed him deeper in her trance.

She lowered herself upon him, looked deep into his eyes.
Whispered him a nuance as she spread her shapely thighs.
Now he felt her wetness, the smoothness of her skin.
The throbbing in his cock as she slowly drew him in.

He'd never felt the feeling that now consumed his cock.
So snug inside her body like a key fits in a lock.
Her molten lips embraced him, sucked him tenderly.
She kissed and bit the back of his neck oh so saucily.

His body still laid limp as she grinded up and down.
Even if he wanted to he couldn't make a sound.
She opened up her cunt, he saw her magic hole.
Consuming every inch of his hardened fucking pole.

His cock swelled more as she hastened the pace,
He could tell she was coming by the look on her face.
He felt her cunt tighten as she gripped his swollen shaft.
It squeezed him hoy and harder then any cunt in the past.

A wave swept over his body as his cock gushed loads of cum.
Pumping in her globs of it and boy did he have some.
It filled her tiny cunt up, she couldn't hold it back.
Squirting the golden mixture of cum from her fanny crack.

Where did this goddess come from? Will he ever know?
He wondered how he got here and why she fucked him so.
He only closed his eyes for a moment so he thought.
He opened them to find upon him an ugly fucking old sort!

Beside the well he lay, with an empty cup in hand.
The poison in the water had made the scene feel grand.
The hags all put their rags on, laughing at the fool.
Toothless grins and warted heads, wasn't he a tool!

He'd ridden out the storm, but the ship could take no more.
Clinging to a timber, he was washed upon their shore.
Clutching his bag of rubies and coins from many lands.
He crawled up to the beach, fell unconcious on their sands.

The scouts of the hunting party, had news to bring this day.
They'd found him on their beach, this straggly castaway.
His body was thin from hunger, but he would have to do.
For men upon this island, were scarce and but a few.

After they'd washed his body and annoited his sunburnt skin.
They fed him a exotic banquet, they didn't like him thin.
He was swept to this fantasy island, of women tall and strong.
A paradise like Eden, nothing could possibly go wrong?

Their leader came to see him, and told him of their fate.
"As a man you are our seeds, we need you here to mate".
It didn't seem so bad he thought, an easy job its true.
Women wanting sex from him, What was the boy to do!

He basked in all the luxury they afforded him this day.
The finest robes, the sweetest wine, he couldn't wait to play.
The ceremony bored him, to long and lack of cheer.
He'd have gotten up and left only for the endless jugs of beer.

He slipped into a stuper, so drunk he couldn't move.
The huntresses then bound him and awaited for her to approve.
She raised her hand to quieten the crowd ready to proceed.
With a nod of her head the huntresses began to gather seed.

His cock it throbbed intensely, They sucked him one by one.
All wanting him to shower them with his fertile drops of cum.
Pussies to the left of him, arses to the right.
Any man would agree this was a fucking awesome sight.

He dreampt he'd fucked all of them,sucked their ample breasts.
Filled their mouths with loads of cum, wasn't he their best.
Sexy lust starved women, begging him for more.
Fighting for a piece of him, an orgy of pussy to explore.

He couldn't remember a thing, he'd done the night before.
Man did he get drunk, but he would've got laid for sure.
He's sure they ravished his body, his cock was numb it seemed.
As good as any fanasy, like the one last night he dreamed.

But these lovely amazon ladies, really had no idea!
They'd never learnt to fuck, this had become quite clear.
While in his drunken stuper, the bitches cut off his sack.
Now he lay there dying, life really is that slack.

Delilah's awash with a burning new desire.
A young knight from afar has lit this said fire.
He comes for a prize, a champions treasure.
A velvet lined box, rose pink and filled wtih pleasure.

He arrived on a chariot and thunderous steed.
Alighted it with haste, he'd sensed a need for speed.
Delilah felt his presence, lust then filled the air.
Laying naked, tied to the bed, with magic strands of hair.

Let the games begin, the crowd roared aloud.
Into the arena strode the knight tall and proud.
As the clashing of the swords excited Delilah.
A champion would be born to untie and delight her.

The box was sealed shut, but it sparkled and it shone.
The racket of the battle would be over before long.
The last men left standing, the strongest and the best.
The winner of this battle had to pass the final test.

He flung the large chamber door out of his way.
He'd fought a great battle, his strength won the day.
He strode toward the bed, dropped his sword and its sheath.
He grabbed the silken curtain to expose what was beneath.

His eyes fell on the figure, she was bound with golden lace.
His hand brushed back her tresses to behold an angels face.
As he gazed upon the beauty, with wonderment and awe.
He thought of all the pleasures that the box had to explore

His hand reached forth to take his prize.
As he touched the box, Delilah sighed.
He knelt down slowly, between her hips.
And the taste of heaven blessed his lips.

It was soft like velvet, and sweet as wine.
His incredible prize had tasted devine.
He explored her body and licked her soul.
The taste so precious, like liquid gold.

His phallis throbbed hard, his brow beaded sweat.
He positioned his cock, near the box soft and wet.
She couldn't move a muscle, her excitement welled within.
Would the spell be broken on the joining of their skin?

His hardened shaft disappeared in the crack.
He closed his eyes and arched his back.
It glided in and out at a rapid pace.
His pulse quickened, Her heart raced.

A rush took him over and he lost his control.
A mighty gush poured from his loins to his pole.
He filled Delilah with the worth of his creed.
The gift for Delilah was a fine one indeed.

The knight was also pure and just as well.
The wizard was pleased, he removed the spell.
Delilah was free of her bindings at last.
Her knight was short lived, he'd come too fast.

Her body now set free, full of lust and wanting more.
The knight he seemed exhausted, he fell down on the floor.
Her desire was inflamed, set on fire to delight.
The box spilled forth its treasure, she knelt down to her knight.

The horn of plenty beaconed, It rose to meet her lips.
Her hands ran up his powerful legs, with silken finger tips.
She gently kissed the tip of it, still glistening with cum.
Wrapped her mouth around it and tantalised it some.

Seeking essence of the gods, from deep within his skin.
Her hands caressed his chest as she slowly drew him in.
Sucking on it gently, blowing it with air.
Biting on his ball sack, she gave it extra care.

She engulfed the horn, with a long deep stroke.
It ignited his fire, from deep within her throat.
A powerful hand grabbed a hold of her head.
He guided her lips to make the heat spread.

Her body looked so erotic, he place her on the bed.
He kissed her ample breasts and spread her wonderous legs.
His lance held at the ready, her box still wanting more.
Their bodies came together, he filled her to the core.

With every deep hard thrust, she'd meet it with exstacy.
All night long they fucked, eagerly wanting to please.
Each reaching places and heights they'd never felt before.
Closing slowly behind them was the heavy chamber door.

Did the wizard watch on, did he plan the deed?
Was the magic spread before either had agreed?
Destine only to please, the pair could never part.
An endless age of erotica, Damned forever to this art!

The devil made him do it! His conscience let him down.
He was just a normal boy last night, cruisin round the town.
He picked her up at midnight, they drove a little while.
He took her to his cabin, out of town a couple of mile.

All was not as it seemed, as he opened up the door,
They entered the tiny cabin, and he threw her to the floor.
He held her head against the rug, pulled the buckle from his belt.
Undid his fly, reached in his pants, hard cock is what he felt.

She knew what was about to happen,she struggled under his grip.
He punched her face, it knocked her out, and bloodied up her lip.
He dragged her to the table, he laid her out on top.
Took off her pink lace panties and stuffed them in her gob.

He found the rope he'd left there, and lashed her legs aspread.
Wrapped her skirt around her face, tied her hands behind her head.
He could see she was coming too now, as he ripped her bra in two.
Exposing her naked breasts, he couldn't stop what he was about to do..

Her face was stinging in pain and she couldnt see a thing.
Why did she take the lift this night and the position it left her in!
She tugged against the bindings, they dug into her wrist.
Her face was met again, by a savagely wielded fist.

He couldn't help the urges, he was numb right to the core.
As he felt the swollen breast of this low life dirty whore.
He squeezed it to the point, where the nipple stood up tight.
Then gripped his teeth upon it, and bit it out of spite.


Her body tensed in pain, as he gripped her between her thighs.
The reddened skin and flinching loins where candy to his eyes.
He slapped her on the pussy, much harder as she fought.
This dirty bitch, was just about, to have a lesson taught.

He rubbed her stinging pussy till he felt her moist insides.
Jamming in his fingers as she screamed her muffled cries.
Pulling on her pussy hair, he opened up her hole.
Spitting on his fingers as he worked toward his goal.

As hard as she fought, she couldn't stop the forcing of his hand.
He pushed it hard and held her hips till her cunt would fully expand.
Her insides felt so hot, and her pussy gripped his wrist.
He'd never felt the insides of a woman with his fist.

He pumped it hard inside her, lifting her off the table.
He couldn't pull it out of her, not that he wasn't able.
She struggled hard, he ripped it out, her torso arched in pain.
He slapped his hand, wet with her juice, hard on her pussy again.

She bucked and squirmed from terror, the bindings wouldn't do.
He tightened them some more, his crime was not yet through.
He found more rope to tie her, he sinched her tiny waist,
Wrapped it tight across her tits, her nipples pinched in haste.

Pulled her to the edge of the table, lashed her loosened legs.
As she tried to kick them free, and mouth her muffled begs.
Her thighs now wide apart, held tightly by the ropes.
He hit her swollen pussy and gave it reafing gropes.


His conscience couldn't stop him, he got his baseball bat,
He held it hard, against her hole, his cock grew hard and fat.
She felt the wooden pole pressed tight against her gash,
As thoughts of fright and terror, came to her mind in a flash.

He slowly xxxxxx it into her, and watched her pussy spread,
Every inch it entered, sent wild sensations through his head.
He worked it in as far he could, till her cunt could take no more.
He held it there and stroked his cock, cold and numb through to his core.

The monster held inside him, was coming to the fore
He let it take his body, it knew she wanted more,
It xxxxxx his hand to grind the bat deeper in her hole
He saw it as a game and she was here to pay the toll.

Her screams then went unheard, as he languished at the scene,
Watching her swollen cunt lips being stretched like they've never been
The bat was wet and sticky from the blood and sweat that came,
He wanted more inside her, as his thoughts got more derranged.

He glanced around the room, not sure what he could find,
And reefed the bat out of her loins in a manner so unkind,
He tapped the bat against his hand, still lathered from her gash,
Without a flinch and one foul swing, the bat her head did bash.

An anguished groan escaped her lips as blood flew through the air,
It cracked her face and split her wide and blood pooled in her hair,
He grabbed his cock and dropped the bat,and pushed himself within,
And buried his swollen member, as deep as he could get it in.


He pounded the lifeless body till his cock felt hot and raw,
Then pulled it out and tugged it til his balls would come no more,
He sprayed his molten liquid all over her reddened groin,
Til the last drops of relief, dribbled slowly for his loin,

As he squeezed his limpened cock,,his mind began to race,
His eyes where met with flowing red,,it trickled from her face,
The stark hard realisation, had hit him like a brick,
Why did he do this to her?,,how could he be so thick.

The Master of Darkness selected his prey.
He waited for her patiently to come his way.
Greeted her with a smile and removed his hat.
She was arousingly pure, lithe and sleek like a cat.

How would he tempt her, this ray of white light.
To slip into the darkness and fuck him this night.
He imagined his hands entracing her form.
Naked of her robes and eternally warm.

He enchanted her with tales long through the night.
His charms and humour made her giggle with delight.
He offered her his hand for the very next dance.
She accepted with a smile and rose in a glance.

He pressed his body to the warmth of her breast.
He held her firmly, felt her heart on his chest.
Beating in time to the tune that was played.
She felt safe in his arms as their bodies swayed.

Her skin soft and white, she smelt so delicious.
She tossed back her hair, her grace was auspicious.
He spun her around till she began to feel faint,
And swept her off the floor with a masterful gait.

She rested on a chair far away from the floor.
He helped her relax, she couldn't dance anymore.
He lossened her collar and fanned her pale face.
This was a triumph, as he undid her back lace.



She didn't resist as he licked her ripe bust.
Then up to her mouth as she watched him with lust.
Kissing her neck he could feel his cock pumping.
Savoured the thought as he felt her heart thumping.

Easing his hand through the ruffles of her skirt.
Just pausing momentarily so as not to alert.
He squeezed her thigh and stared deep in her eyes.
Than tweaked her clit which caught her by surprize.

She pushed him back but it was all to late.
He covered her mouth, his helpers lay in wait!
They hustled her out into the garden and away.
She awoke, laying naked, hands and feet tied a splay.

Encircling the virgin, they were all dressed like the night.
She gasped, she couldn't move, her body rigid with fright.
The master chose well, they all were agreed!
Beautiful and pure, only she could fill their need.

Terror took her over as they touched upon her skin.
Chanting ancient hymns of the comitting of this sin!
The lapping on her veil, her modesty and pride.
The Master was the last, he exposed what was inside.

They handed him the dagger,he licked it with his tongue.
Carefully nicked each side of her, guiding it with his thumb.
Taking the tiny piece of her, he placed it on her breast.
Sprinkled her with blood as though she'd just been blessed.


They peeled off his robes, helped him mount the altar.
He tugged on his pole, he was ready to assault her.
Then positioned his cock on her tight bloodied hole.
And with one mighty push he delivered said pole.

As she opened her mouth to scream from the pain.
Hot gushes hit her lips, heavy drops of semen rain.
A cock filled her mouth, someone bit her tit.
As the Master pumped hard and grinded her clit.

Come forged from his cock, again and again.
He filled her with seed, the spawn of satan.
She was tainted for life, with the demons child
The rest of crowd began to get a little wild.

He pulled out his dick and shook the last drop.
And invited his mob to plant a whole crop.
Taking turns they fucked her into a bloody mess.
Satanic cheap thrills for the demons I guess.

The Master called a halt, to the feverish crowd.
He picked up the skin that once made her feel proud.
Holding it to her mouth, he had to force it in.
The end was near, the crowd went quite, the comitting of the sin.

Dagger at the ready, the mob was silent and still.
He slit her throat, the blood ran forth, a challais it did fill.
He drank her wine, passed it round, savouring the deed.
Devils work, darkness reigns, lust and torment breed.


Authour Ali G 2006 C

The Cheeky Masseur

She rang up the ad, it read "the cheeky masseur".
He arrived an hour later, with a bed at her door.
He erected it in front of her on the living room floor.
Took his shirt off, rubbed his hands, she stared on with awe.

He motioned at her to mount the bed.
He helped her up, she felt her face turn red.
She lay face down on the cloth he had spread.
He positioned himself at the end near her head.

The oil touched her shoulders and the back of her neck.
She tried hard from then to keep her pussy in check.
But it throbbed from that moment, he hadn't touched her yet.
And with one stroke of his hand, she was instantly wet!

He slid his hands from her neck to her arse,
It melted her body, his hands were unsurpassed
Every stroke she prayed would not be the last.
His hands moved down slowly to her hotter parts.

The tips of his fingers lightly touched her crack.
She sighed as he bought his slippery hands back.
Gently he rubbed her, careful not to touch the spot.
She parted her thighs, Her pussy was so hot!

He knew she wanted him to rub her crotch.
Put a finger in her hole, she'd like that so much.
But he teased her thighs and arse as such.
She burned with lust on his every touch.

He thought, fuck this bitch she'd paid him well.
She wanted a rub and the fuck from hell.
She felt relaxed, she was under his spell.
He'd bought his bag of utensils aswell.

He pulled a strap from under the bed.
Fastened the sides around her head.
Grabbed her legs and those he spread.
Slapped her arse to leave a print bright red.


She tensed her arse, from the slap, it smarted.
He tied her legs to keep them parted
He spread her arse and in his tongue darted.
He squeezed her cheeks, the punishment had started.

She felt cold steel down the length of her crack.
As it entered her arse she arched her back.
It slid in deeper, then she heard a 'clack'.
He'd fastened it to her head, and took up the slack.

"Not so relaxed now, l see my Dear"
The cheeky massuer whispered in her ear.
As the feeling took her over, the one of fear!
She could hear him doing something, but it wasnt clear.

Not game to move, she lay frozen on the bed.
He slipped off his pants and covered her head.
Took out a tool which would make her cunt red.
And into her pussy the wires he fed.

He pegged open her gash, to get a good view.
He loved to watch what the electricity could do.
He set the knobs and turned up the screw.
It wouldn't be long, her first orgasm was due.

She could feel the shocks deep inside her gut.
They stabbed and pained as tho' she'd been cut.
He grabbed her hair and said "you dirty slut".
And tightened the strap on the hook in her butt.

He played with the wires till her pussy quivered.
Then turned up the dial to the shocks it delivered.
As her cunt became wet and her body shivered.
He turned off the juice and in his tongue slivered.

He held her wide open and sucked out her cum.
He yanked on the hook that was firmly up her bum.
She screamed in ecstasy as he darted in his tongue.
But she needed more punishment to satisfy him some.


He reached back in the bag and withdrew a beating stick.
Brought it down across her arse with a hard and nasty flick.
Reafed her hair and demanded that she beg to suck his dick.
As the scene that laid before him had made it stiff and thick.

He hit her arse several times to make it hot and red.
As he loosened off the strap to release her head from the bed.
He grabbed a hank of hair and asked her what she'd said.
"Please, Master, Please, May l suck your head.

He pulled back her head and drove in his cock.
He xxxxxx it down her throat, It hit her like a shock.
It was throbbing full of blood and hard as a rock.
And it gave him a thrill to see her take the bloody lot.

She gagged for air as he fucked her face.
He said "when lm finished you'll swallow every trace.
As his urges increased, so did the pace.
Till his balls overflowed and filled her with taste.

He regained his composure and wiped off the sweat.
His hands touched her body, the oil was still wet.
Her pussy was still in needed of more attention yet.
Was it really ready for what it was about to get?

He re-tied her legs, spread them further apart.
Tipped oil on his hands, he was ready to start.
He warmed up her pussy, a master in the art.
He teased her till he felt his cock get real hard.

Her pussy was hot, and ready to explore.
He ran his tongue across her back door.
Her pussy was throbbing, she'd take it for sure.
He slid in two fingers and then two more!

He eased his fingers into her cunt.
Her ultimate orgasm was his to hunt
He xxxxxx them deeper into her front
Her juices flowed, what a splendid stunt.


Her soaking pussy was his to take.
His cock so hard it began to ache.
As her sweat covered body had started to shake.
He xxxxxx home his fist, it stabbed her like a stake.

He felt the heat engulf his fist.
Her pussy held firmly around his wrist.
He was glad he agreed to cum for this tryst
Maybe he'll add her to his cum back and fuck list.

Her juices flowing and legs held wide.
He touched her deeply, she was tight inside.
He slapped her arse to wound her pride.
As her body shuddered on an orgasmic tide.

How his hand vanished, who could tell.
Was it slight of hand or plenty of gel.
He could feel her cumming and just aswell.
She blew on cue, He'd worked his spell.

She bucked from the pain, the pleasure, the unknowing,
Her pussy felt like fire,it was hot and overflowing,
She didnt have a clue at where this scene was going,
As the masseur held the cards, his poker face was showing.

He reddened up her arse, lashed it till it stung.
He loosened off her legs just enough to see her bum.
He squeezed a finger in it after wetting it with his tongue.
Probed her arse intensely as he decided where to cum.

He grinded his fist deep in her and his cock could not but stand.
Her pussy gripped his wrist as he felt his cock expand.
He tried to force his cock in, but it refused to take his gland.
So he slowly fed it up her arse and felt it cross his hand.

Her pussy xxxxxx his hand out, he couldnt keep it in.
But his cock had filled he arse, with a sizable piece of sin.
Her pussy spilled more cum, all over his ballsack skin.
As he fed her a length of ecstasy, and filled her to the brim.


He squeezed her arse and spread it apart.
And drove her hole, steady at the start.
He lay down on her, felt the race of her heart.
As the pounding gained force on this horny tart.

Tight and on the edge, he was ready to blow.
He knew where he wanted his hot cum to go.
He grabbed her head and pulled out of her hole.
As gushes of cum escaped the end of his pole.

She opened her mouth in relief of the pain.
He xxxxxx it in her mouth so his balls could drain.
He filled her with cum again and again.
His client was spent, but his services retained.