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Erotic Daydream In London

Women of every race suck my cock, tourists and students, young workers on the tube.
My wife takes it in her mouth, in the hotel room, but is she a pretty Chinese lady or a muslim lady with a headscarf on and a beautiful young face?
English, Persian, Italian waitress, dirty young people cavorting in a swingers paradise of a huge bed,
Panting into strangers mouths, and licking their most private parts,
Munching their multisexual organs until they come all over strangers,
Sweating in a huge pile of shaking flesh,
Swopping wives, uncontrolled adult daughters, and independent ladies.
All they want to do is get their rocks off.

Have you ever tried writing while your wife gently sucks your cock, lying on your hotel bed, somewhere in grand Bayswater, London.
She is good to me, so good to me, and I am back in the streets of London, sharing my sex with every woman in the city.
Imagination runs away with my pen.
I do not even have to manipulate my own cock; she does it for me, while my imagination supplies the images.

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