Arranged in front of Marcus, horizontal in the proverbial doggy-style position with hands gripping headboard, the mid-to-late thirties blonde female thrust her well-kept, taut, gym tight, ersatz tanned body, graced with little hair, back and forth on to his Viagra-fuelled cock. She was naked, apart from the obligatory porn star style heels of course for added sexual effect. The heady mixture of wine and cocaine had pickled their brains enough to run through the perfunctory motions of coitus after being digitally matched and brought together by a dating app now simply used for nothing more than a seminal release.
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