Piercing & Puncturing

Piercing & Puncturing

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coolgirl75 By coolgirl75 Updated Apr 11, 2015

I found a bench, sitting there was a man. He was turned talking to someone. He then turned to me and smiled. His eyes sparkling, his face was glowing, he was a saint. I got crazy horny. He had a blanket covering himself. He pulled me close to him, secretly. He then looked at me and asked for my name. "Meldrid" I said, "you"? He then smiled again and said "I'm Brock" I then fell in deep love. I once had a dream about a man named Brock. In the dream he would finger me until I was dropping & his fingers were wrinkled. Then I'd watch him lick his fingers sexually. Anyhow, Before I knew it, his hand was deep in me, I started moaning, loud. I then grabbed his penis & stuck it right inside of me, I started screaming "Brock is the rock, Brock is the rock!!" I felt like I was in heaven, yet in hell. That lasted a good 2 hours. I then got up, I patted his head, then trotted away, like a horse. I ran into him 4 months later on the street, we walked past each other, did a cool handshake, then left

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