The Mod

Your cock was thick and big and filling. You were eager and so was I. You fucked me stretching me out, pulling my flesh aside to see my holes. You liked to look, so I let you look everywhere. Visual, pulsing, perfect pink flesh. You adored how smooth my waxed cunt is. You spat on me and rubbed me and admired me. While we fucked on our knees you smacked my bottom and took delight in how your hand print showed. You said that you liked seeing the marks come up, because it's like seeing a photograph develop.