Hector

Like a good wh*re, she s*cked on my bronze, my hands supporting her as she went on.

It got boring to the point I had to stop her. It was like getting a leech off my skin. She let out a laugh when I was finally able to get her off.

"What's funny?" I asked, but she didn't respond.

"Alright, I will show you what's funny," I said, as I rolled her over to the soft feel of the grass.

My eyes locked onto hers for a split second before moving to her pants. I shifted it a bit to give me access to her cherry pot, as I...