Hey boy, I see you looking at me in the club. As soon as I walk in you’re falling all over yourself to buy my drinks. You ask me my name and I say Brooke, but you can call me Ms. van der Woodson.
You think I don’t notice you trying to look down my dress and get a peep at my boobs. When I get up to go to the bathroom I feel you staring at my ass. You want me so bad, don’t you?
I bet your dick is hard isn’t it? You ask me home thinking that you’re going to have you’re way with me but your in for a big surprise.
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They don’t mind a bit. They are eager to please me and I am always in the mood for a nice thick cock. They get to live their Mrs. Robinson fantasy and I get to fuck them any way I want. My husband is too busy with work to satisfy me so why shouldn’t I get it from all the hot teenage boys just begging for me. I bet you even want a piece of me.
