She traveled to San Diego with her vibrator and guitar, with her sexiest lingerie. She looked at his picture ripping the bong. And damn was it a nice bong. She thought about the things she would do to him if she was there getting high with him.
He would take her behind a palm tree and bind her hands up with rope. He would push himself into that pink pussy and fuck her. Then he would turn her around and lick her ass hole, fuck her there.
When he was done fucking her with his cock, he would go for the pussy with his tongue.
Round and round her clit he would go, as she screamed and moaned in ecstasy. Pure excitement. Pleasure and pain.
He went down on her so hard. So fucking nicely, switching it up as he went.
Slipping and sliding in his mouth, she came again and again and again, as she let out the biggest orgasm of her life, there with him, in broad daylight, and as cumm spilt down her legs, he lapped it up. She wanted to spend every waking moment with him.
