Kimmy was frustrated, again. Her alarm clock woke her from a hot dream that involved her and three men from her office. Damn, she thought. I need to cum. I’m having sexy dreams every night now. I need to get fucked before I start humping legs in the subway.
She tried to shrug it off and get ready for work. Another long, boring day of wishing she was anywhere else getting fucked by anyone, everyone. She sighed, got showered and dressed. Even though she was distracted, Kimmy was careful to make sure she looked good. And she did. At 27 her body was in perfect condition. Her tits were firm (if a little on the small side), her stomach was flat, her ass was round and her legs went on forever. She pulled her dirty blond hair into a ponytail, pulled on a body fitting red dress with matching stiletto heels. Not very practical, but very sexy. - Continue reading “Kimmy’s in the elevator with a wet pussy and a cell phone”




