STRAIGHT SUSHIMAN FETISH - PART 1
When he chatted with me, I felt butterflies in my stomach. He made it clear: he wanted me dressed up, all girly, just like his fantasy. I spent hours getting ready—short dress, red lipstick lining my lips, long eyelashes, the sweet scent of my perfume filling the room. When I looked in the mirror, even I was aroused by the reflection. I got in the car and drove to his house. My heart raced with every turn I took as I approached the address. He opened the door and looked me up and down, a mischievous smile on his face. I felt his gaze burning into my skin, as if he were already undressing me. I walked in, and before I could say anything, he grabbed me by the waist and pressed his mouth to mine. The kiss was strong, urgent. His tongue invaded my mouth while his hands slid down my body, squeezing my ass through my dress. I moaned softly against his lips, feeling my whole body shiver. He pushed me against the wall, biting my neck, and whispered, "Just the way I dreamed... my little girl." I nearly melted. When he lifted my dress, he groaned at the sight of the lacy lingerie I'd chosen just for him. He turned me onto my back, rubbing his body against mine, and I could already feel his hard bulge pressing against my ass. I was so turned on, my legs were trembling. He took me to the bedroom, threw me on the bed, and took off his shirt, revealing the body I'd been imagining since our chat. He climbed on top of me and began sucking me, biting my fake breasts through my bra, then moving down my body until I was begging for more. His rough, hungry manner only increased my desire. When he finally entered me, a loud moan escaped my mouth. I gripped the sheets as he held me tightly by the waist, thrusting deeper and deeper, calling me "babe," "hot girl," while the entire room filled with the sound of our bodies colliding. The pleasure was intense, hot, uncensored—exactly what his fantasy demanded. I lost track of time, just surrendering. Every thrust, every moan, every dirty word he said made me want more. In the end, I collapsed panting in his arms, feeling the sweat sticking to our bodies. He looked at me with satisfaction, biting his lip, and said softly, "I want you like this always. My girl."
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