so i planned this one carefully.
i already knew he had a girlfriend. that was part of the fun. i invited him over under the most innocent excuse, then locked the door, poured oil all over these heavy tits of mine and climbed on top of him before he could even finish saying “we shouldn’t.”
he tried. once. maybe twice. but the second these big oily tits started sliding across his chest and pressing into his face he was done. no chance. i just kept rubbing, slow then harder, letting them glide and smother him while he stared like his brain had short-circuited. superior woman energy at its finest. he never stood a chance.
then i handed him the phone and told him he had to film it and send it to her if he wanted to be inside me. the thought of her watching, feeling inferior and completely cucked, turns me on so much.
