Top Class Sex Acts
And all them high fashion women, with those stylish, stylish dresses; black and red and long and flowing; legs put in high-high heels and hands in silky gloves; oh, how those dark painted lips form a perfect 'o'…
Heavy lidded eyes flutter and roll, as wet hot bodies shimmer in the glow; chandeliers up above and classic music all around; surrounded by the fake laughter and the smoke of pipes.
Oh, I will devour them all; in their high-high heels and silky gloves; oh, those high fashion dresses look so classy, flowing all over the coats' room floor.
Fur coats and velvet shawls cover nothing, as o lick and nip and bite through that flesh. Powder and mascara helps not one bit when I, in my chiffon and taffetas, roll them on their back.
Oh, I fuck them high fashion women good; they wither and growl, as their husbands are next door, eyeing the waiters.
Yes; they're high fashioned women. Sure, they call it The Class.
But behind all that glam, they sleep with their partners; said, high pshioned women fuck high fashioned women- and man, it's a beautiful sight to a low-fashioned girl's eyes.