Let's F***ing Free us!. "Sex and the City" Die neue Form der urbanen Beziehungsserie

She saw the thick, white liquid explode from the tightly-locked rim of her tender hole to run in thick rivulets down her quivering thighs to pool in the hollows behind her knees or to cascade like a waterfall from her bursting cunt to the grass between her knees. All the dogs stopped still, watching their companion gushing his cream into the squealing, grunting female beneath him. Priscilla was looking down, and expected Bruno's apple-sized knot to weld him to DesirЋe for half an hour, but the blonde relaxed her muscles and let it slowly slip free, coated with the juices of her passion and the emission of four lusty German Shepherds. And while her sweet, honeyed womb teemed with the foreign sperm of those great animals, Priscilla, regardless of the reporter standing in plain sight snapping pictures, snapped. "Time for payback, you bitch!" Priscilla cried, furious that DesirЋe had derived so much joy and pleasure from being mounted and humiliated by four rutting, savage dogs. She swung out of her partial concealment, her left hand holding onto a branch above her head while her right raised the revolver and pointed it at poor, spent, trembling DesirЋe, who was trying to raise herself from the subservient position she had been in for over an hour. "Eat lead, you dirty blonde bitch!" And she fired ...»