My Mouth Waters, My Hand Strikes, My Strap-on Dominates – He’s Nothing But My Personal Sex Toy

“Who was it?”
“Natalie Resar.”
“How old is she?”
“19.” John said. “What the fuck John!”
“I’m sorry, she came on to me, and I’m not satisfied with our sex life, and for some reason, I just couldn’t say no.” Alice smacked John. Porn “Damnit John, I’m trying to give you a little desperate student fantasy, and you aren’t working with me.”
“What makes you think I want that, or that I’m not satisfied with my sex life?”
“Oh, just a few things a girl can pick up on.” Natalie said, standing up next to John. I swear to god, I love you, and I wouldn’t ever hurt you intentionally.”
“You’re an atheist.” Alice said with disdain, rolling over. You know, I always thought that sex wasn’t that important, and I never thought I would ever be unfaithful or break her heart, or anyone’s for that matter, but now it seems like it’s inevitable.”
“Was she always like this?” Natalie asked, putting her right