Tossing the double-D size item onto the kitchen counter. Her T-shirt just barely covered her nicely rounded ass. Threatening to offer a peek at her bald cunny with every step she took toward the giant windows that made up the outside wall of her apartment. She looks at her reflection for a moment. A slim, curvy woman in her early twenties. A pretty face with a cute button nose. Large breasts and round ass. Her curly red hair bounced down to her mid back. And when she smiled she could light up a room. She glances toward the open door to her bedroom. It also shared the outside wall. She never bothered to put up curtains. Her apartment was on the seventh floor and far enough from the anal next building that she couldn’t tell asian if anyone was watching. Not without a telescope. Which she hoped someone had. The thought of someone watching her lewd antics always turned her on. Of course, most anything did. She had a strong, almost overpowering, libido. Standing in front of the window. Wearing only her thin T-shirt, Crystal felt deliciously vulnerable. ‘Any man could barge in Hardcore and take me.’ She thought. ‘How could I resist? I’d struggle and beg, but in the end he would have his way with me.’ She could feel her soft peach getting wet. ‘Ooh! And so would his friends!’ One hand on the window, she reaches down. Hand ruffling her shirt as it slides down japan her tummy. Finally coming to rest between her thighs. Rubbing her cunny with her middle finger. Only to bring it to her lips to taste her own juices. Crystal walks over to her kitchen, and grabs a large plastic serving spoon. Then moves petite to sit on her big, green couch. The sofa faces the window. With nothing in the way to block the view of any peeping Toms. Just a rainbow colored rug underneath. The redhead spreads her smooth legs obscenely wide. Then, with a smile she rubs the back of the spoon against her wet cunt. Once I had the job I phoned Paul for petite advice. Startled at the volume of her passionate cry he reached around her head and put a hand over her mouth. They sat there for a while, following Hardcore their base urges, flexing their hips and mashing their genitals together, not asian quite fucking. I said in amazement. “Because I don’t need you to move or wake up. You're a good man, you could have taken advantage of me so many times when we'd go drinking but you never did, even when I tried anal so hard but I really care about you. Her first orgasm hits her hard and her knees try to buckle. “You were that boy in Gloria’s house, weren’t you?” I whispered, “The one hiding behind the door when I killed her?” She sucked him off fast and thankfully got him to cum, causing him to release his death grip on her tits. His legs began to shake as I felt pulse after pulse as his cum was now flooding my womb. Then he slowly pushed into her and deep-throated himself on her helpless face. Still sleeping, it looked like. “Ah japan Angus, you’ve been there for most of it.” Sam reached across the table and poured some of Angus’ scotch into an empty glass. Her arms were caught in the process of removing her tunic and within moments I had her bent backward over the bed. “Very well.