. she the prey... He the predator.Seeing Him thus made her body sing with pleasure, His words to her moments before ringing in her slut's ears. Unrobi...ng quickly she climbs onto the bed, feeling His gaze roam her flesh, melodic tunes soothing her raw nerves.Laying on her back, drawing her knees to her chest, her hips lifting slightly off the bed, she places the oiled toy to her tight hole. feeling it quiver as she teases around the rim. It was no longer a lifeless toy, it was now His hard cock.. My legs were still spread but now they lay on the bed and I was in a “just fucked” sprawl totally unable to move.But Robert could move and he did moving between my legs picking one up and looking at my pussy up close. I never would have thought letting anyone look at me this way, but at this point I just didn’t care and there was very little I could do to stop him. I kind of raised my head to look at him as he exclaimed, “Gee you were one of the tightest pussies that I had ever fucked, but not. That makes me sure of myself."Friday night Marcia sat on a bench in a very isolated area of the park.As Bob approached, she leaned back and threw one leg onto the benchallowing her skirt to rise almost to her hips. The white satin pantiesalmost glowed in the light of a nearby street lamp. Bob looked shockedand triumphant."Such pure looking panties for a filthy slut like you! You should bedressed like the whore you are. Take them off."Marcia threw her head back and laughed. She dangled her. . deferentially. Dennis drank in her sculpted form, so perfect to him in every line and detail. He smile grew wider when one of the last rays of the setting sun seemed to focus on Cassandra, glinting off of her metal skin to create a golden aura around her.To Dennis, the sight before him was the epitome of erotic perfection. The golden form kneeling before him turned him on like no real woman ever did. From the crown of her bald head to the bottoms of her stiletto-heeled feet, every inch of her.