Nothing beats a woman with class.
Old-fashioned, reserved-in-public, you-would-never-know-it, paints-her-nails, smells-like-heaven, hurry-up-she-is coming-so-I-better-get-the-door-for-her kind of class.
Does everyone in your real world know you are a dirty little tramp who touches her pussy to the tune of rough sex and aggressive porn at night? Does everyone know you are a slutty, slutty dirty little girl? Do they all know? Everyone?
Well, I have some bad news for you then – I am afraid you failed the class test.
Being the lady in the streets and a freak in the sheets is the formula that makes my motor hum – not a freak in the streets too. I don’t need every guy trying to fuck my girl because they think she is easy and every girl hating her because her persona screams that she is going to fuck your man.
Good old fashioned good girls, who turn into dirty little sluts when the door is closed and the lock turns north. Mmmm. Gimme that shit all day long.
Humming vibrating Ben Wa balls as the church offering basket passes over her lap. That girl. That is the formula that sinks me, every time.
The PTA mom that has a plug inside her and sends pics to Daddy when he tells her to. Goddamn, that girl is a fucking godsend.
Tits on full display at work? No thanks. I’ll take my chances with church girl any day over the club girl.
Not even a fucking contest either.