Bad Girl
Cum Filled Throats #19
Giulia's the type who looks sweet in public and filthy in private. The kind of girl who'll flash you a polite smile across a dinner table, then fifteen minutes later be on her knees in the alley, lipstick smeared around the base of my cock. She keeps a drawer full of aliases—Julia, Carmen, Julie, Candy—because the night always ends better when you don't know her real name. Legs that could crush walnuts and a pussy that stays tight until you stretch her open, not satisfied till I'm balls deep and she's panting like a slut in heat. Everyone gets a different name, everyone leaves thinking they got lucky, but Giulia always comes back for more, hungry to be used and claimed in every hole until her makeup runs and she can't walk straight.
Giulia's the type who looks sweet in public and filthy in private. The kind of girl who'll flash you a polite smile across a dinner table, then fifteen minutes later be on her knees in the alley, lipstick smeared around the base of my cock. She keeps a drawer full of aliases—Julia, Carmen, Julie, Candy—because the night always ends better when you don't know her real name. Legs that could crush walnuts and a pussy that stays tight until you stretch her open, not satisfied till I'm balls deep and she's panting like a slut in heat. Everyone gets a different name, everyone leaves thinking they got lucky, but Giulia always comes back for more, hungry to be used and claimed in every hole until her makeup runs and she can't walk straight.