Anna had her pretty little face hanging over the edge of her bed. Mouth agape and completely naked, she was gently stroking her tight cunt. The cock whore was practically begging for it now. “James, plunge that big cock of yours down my throat. I want to feel every inch as you skull fuck me” she announced with a look of pure filth in her eyes. I didn’t need to be asked twice. Lowering my cock to her level, I shoved my 7 inch member right to the back of her stupid slut mouth (she was good for nothing else after all). Instantly, it felt like heaven. So warm. So wet. So perfect. Anna’s eyes suddenly widened and she began to splutter. I didn’t care in the slightest, this was a moment I had dreamt of for so long. “You like that don’t you you dirty little bitch, who knew you’d be this much of a dumb little cock sleeve” I taunted as I wrapped my hands round her now dick worshipping throat. Sluts need choking after all. Anna was a 32 year old milf but had such a sexy little body on her. She’d always been a little cock tease as well, constantly showing parts of her body off whether it be her toes to her tits. Her innocent look fooled a lot of people, not me. I always knew she’d be a freaky girl behind closed doors. After a few minutes of using her throat without a single shred of mercy, I knew this was just the start of her ordeal. I pulled out. The whore gasped for air. My cock was dripping with her saliva and was glistening in the light of the bedside candles. “Fuck James, you really know how to pound a girls throat” she breathed out heavily. Before she could say another word I had slapped her face and placed my hand over her mouth. “You’re not allowed to speak unless spoken to anymore cunt, do you understand?” I whispered angrily into her ear. Anna nodded with both a look of immense fear and glee in her face. Not wasting a second I continued “one thing I’ve always thought you’d look good doing was offering your pretty little feet for me to fuck, i’m sure a bitch like you can give a perfect foot job?” She knew it was a rhetorical question. Even if she’d said no I wouldn’t have listened. I’d always had a thing for her feet, and she wasn’t shy in getting the beauties out either. Anna had a perfect arch to her feet and such smooth soles. They were aching to be wrapped around cock. This was going to be one hell of a night…
To be continued