The Party Never Ends
Slumming With Sydney
I’m posted in my spot at the Whitesides Trailer Park. We have been up the entire weekend getting high and fucking like sex fiends. I’m slumming with my main bitch, Sydney.
I call her my Ice Princess, kind of like Elsa from Frozen. If Elsa had a perfect heart-shaped ass, beautiful dick-sucking lips, and the prettiest pussy on this side of Arendelle.
Sydney is sucking the Ice pipe harder than she’s been sucking my dick. Her legs are spectacularly spread, revealing her love vessel, and I swear her pussy lips are quivering.
“Baby, my pussy is tingling,” she says.
“Damn, I can see it quivering.”
If you have never witnessed a sweating, quivering clit you will understand why I’ve always said God is a woman. But I digress.
“Can you help a girl out with your hot, wet tongue? I fucking need it bad.” Sydney breathlessly asks.
Sydney doesn’t require any clothing for most of the weekend. She’s a stripper at the Cheetah Lounge and is much more comfortable naked.
Sydney’s gorgeous body glistens like white marble, sleek, tight, and firm. She saunters over, straddling my lap. Her pussy dampens my silk boxers. I use my fingers to rub her clit. Sydney grinds her camel toe while my fingers…
