Why?

Is it that the porn king only seems interested in me when I am at my most self-sufficient? Last week I took my life in my own hands. No more waiting around. No more begging.

I took some time to enjoy myself at the park. It was beautiful. The sun shone. The leaves were brightly colored and rustling in the light breeze. The water of the lake glistened. The windows of the car were fogged despite the coolness of the day with passion. It was lovely. Time for me.

I also took some time while cleaning the car. It was warm and balmy in the garage. While I stripped while laying in the back seat. Enjoying the feeling of the leather against my skin. Playing with my warm skin and a really big dildo. Ok. While I agree that size does not matter when there is no one to kiss you back or otherwise touch you... you might as well go with all the size you can get. I was a little concerned about being caught. But then, wouldn't be wonderful to be bent over the hood of my car with a long hard cock buried deep in my tight ass. Well a girl can dream.