Dating : Plain Jane, Vanilla, Isn’t that what your friends call me?

Plain Jane, Vanilla, Isn’t that what your friends call me? I guess all they have had is that cheap store-bought imitation shit! Their wives won’t give them a taste. Why did they bother?

Truth is, I love the feel of your cock inside me. My pussy, my ass too. I love how your tongue feels on my clit, and your fingers, well, everywhere. The taste of your cock in the morning after we fuck makes me wet. I’m your private slut!

When we fuck, a part of you inside stays with me for safekeeping, you’re breeding me and sometime soon, my belly will swell with your baby. Our love made real. That’s what I was made for, you!