Love to Shit Girls - Fuck My Bulge

Love to Shit Girls - Fuck My Bulge: You are instantly drawn to the allure of her messy, ruined panties. The bulge inside is immense, almost beyond belief, and it's driving you wild. Despite the filth and stench that clings to her underwear, you can't resist the urge to get even closer. Your heart races as she notices your growing desire and smirks gently, knowing exactly what she's doing to you. "Go on," she teases, voice low and sultry. "You know what you want to do." Without hesitation, you reach out and tentatively touch the bulge through her soiled underwear. It's warm and soft against your fingertips, yet there's an underlying firmness that tells you this is no ordinary bulge. It's alive, pulsing with anticipation just like yours. She moans softly, clearly enjoying your touch. "That's it," she breathes. "Now fuck it." Her words send shockwaves through your body. Are you really going to do this? You've never been so turned on in your life, but is it truly possible to have sex with a bulge in someone's pants? "Come on," she whispers, sliding her fingers into your hair and pulling gently. "I want to feel you inside me." You hesitate for a moment longer before yielding to your intense desire. Slowly, carefully, you step even closer and push your fingers into her panties, reaching for the source of the bulge. As you make contact, a shiver runs up your spine; it's even better than you imagined. "Yes," she groans, arching her back in pleasure. "That's it, baby. Fuck my bulge." With each thrust of your fingers, the bulge grows larger and more defined. It's almost as if it has a mind of its own, taking control of your actions. And yet, you couldn't be happier to let it do so. You can hear her gasps and moans of approval as you go deeper, pushing yourself past any previous boundaries of pleasure. Finally, you can't take it anymore. You have to feel the bulge inside you, just as she does. With swift movements, you reach down and unfasten your own pants, freeing your erection. You position it at the opening of her panties and push slowly inside the hot, wet folds. The sensation is unlike anything you've ever experienced. "Oh god," she cries out, digging her fingernails into your skin. "That feels so good." As you begin to move in time with the pulsing bulge inside her, you can feel yourself losing control. The pleasure is overwhelming, consuming every part of you. You can't believe you're doing this, yet you can't stop. It's as if you're possessed by some primal urge. Her breathing becomes ragged, punctuated by gasps and moans. You glance down to see her biting her lip, eyes closed tightly in ecstasy. And then, without warning, she bucks wildly against you, her body shuddering under the force of her orgasm. You feel her wetness coat you as she cums all over your fingers, welcoming you deeper into her world. And finally, as the last tremors subside, she opens her eyes and looks at you, a mixture of surprise and desire on her face. "I think you've broken me," she whispers, tracing a finger along the beam of light streaming through the window, "but I don't care. I want more."