The Dancing Queen

Some women are all about marriage and commitment, but not me. All I want is a sweet ass to shove my cock into. Take Frank. I met him at a nightclub. We danced, had few drinks and agreed to meet at the beach the next day. He was lying in the sun snoozing off the buzz, thanks to an artful blowjob, when I snuggled up behind him and poked my cock in his ass. He jumped and cursed, but I soon had him pinned to the sand on his stomach and I was reaming him out. He yelped and wiggled but that just made it better for me! At the last second, I pulled out of his ass, flipped him over then sprayed his face with my sticky cum. You should have seen him, all confused, trying to understand boobs and a cock. And that’s how I left him. Sitting on the beach with his dick hanging out as I waved good-bye. Marriage? Forget it. Love ‘em and leave ‘em is so much more fun.