she liked to read her proffesional file.
while we were doing it dogy style.
she loved to do it in a huge variety of positions.
she liked to do it up and down, inside the mouth, at the
ass, and also sixty nine, standing and lying, sitting and
jumping, and for her everything was possible.
she also wanted to do it in different temperature
conditions.
when it was hot ,when it was cold, when it was raining, when
it was dry, when it was freezing and when you felt like you
were being fried.
and to make a long story short, she was a real nimphomanian,
from the top of her beatiful red hair through her sexy shirt
and down to her slutty skirt.
she loved to do it in the bedroom, at the bathroom, on the
kitchen table, on the living room table, on the sofa, on a
chair, on the floor, in the basement, in the garden, in the
back yard, at the confession booth at chairch, at the
museum, at the memorial site, at the airport, on the
carrousel, at the rollercoaster, at the sea, at the pool, on
a bus, on a train, on an airplane, at the mens room, at the
girls room, on a trampoline, under the bridge, under water,
and at many more various sites and places.
she loved to do it twenty four seven. and that just drove me
crazy.
she also liked to use instruments like hand cafts and a wip.
she loved sado - mazo, and she demanded that i will tye her
up and choke her while we were in the middle of "making
love".
but what i didn't know  was that i wasn't the only one she
liked to fuck. she had also been doing it with the gardner,
the milkman, the cable guy, the postman, the doorman, the
police officer, the family doctor, the neighbor next door,
and with all the other neighbors in the block, with all of
the socker and basketball players of maccabi tel - aviv, and
basicly with everybody else.
and they all loved to come on her brest.
and when i surprised her, and caught her at the middle of
the action, after i quietly opened the door
i suddenly understood that she was a big fuckin' hore.