The Gymnast

I love the Baths on the weekends because of the variety of men, but I still prefer midweek when the hard-core Whores come out. Last night was no exception.

The guy I nailed was a cute little Gymnast who never planned on getting bred, but I managed to get my Poison Spooge up his Asscunt, anyway. When I saw him in the Maze, I dropped to my knees and licked and sucked his turgid Shaft into submission. I slung his leg over my shoulder, and reamed his concupiscent Rosebud till he was overwhelmed with hedonistic pleasure.

I promised him I could really get my tongue up his Ass if he�d cum to my room and go legs-up for me. Beside himself with carnal passion, he readily agreed. I had to grin to myself as he traipsed behind me. He was going to get POZZED and didn't have a glimmer.

I ate his Pussy rapaciously until he was completely weak and slutty, then I flipped him on his stomach. I licked his Ass a few more times, and slipped my Noxious Rod inside him.

Sweet!

It was so wet and comforting inside that beautiful Manchild! I ramrodded him long and slow and deep, and rode him forcefully�with one goal in mind—to blast my Poison Spooge inside his luscious Innards.

The room had wrap-around mirrors on all four walls and on the ceiling, and he got off on watching himself get dicked. Aroused, he started humping up at me apace with my descending strokes. With both hands, I gripped him tightly about the hips so that he was totally under my control. My pummeling escalated as I grew close to Orgasm.

He started moaning shit like, �Blast your Jizm up my Pussy! Fuck my brains out! Harder! Deeper!�

He didn�t know that devastation of his chic physique was exactly what I had in mind. He was one beautiful, hot little Sex Demon, and now he is somewhere in the city with my Toxic Venom incubating in his succulent ManCunt, contemplating how he got infected.