Crystal dreams - Chapter 11

I mean, they were like, so fucking velvety that you'd want to sink right in – or maybe use them as some sexy prop during your next romp with a lucky guy. I giggled softly, imagining myself twirling on one of those like, luxurious couches with my massive rack bouncing in slow motion. As I explored my new crib, I realized that every corner of it was like, designed to make any horny slut utterly satisfied.

From the glimmering chandeliers to the like, elegant rugs spread throughout, the place was a sex-crazed dream come true. I could already imagine all the dick-hardening scenarios that I could like, act out here with a few drinks and some cute, muscled studs. I shivered in anticipation, my tiny waist swaying slightly as I like, envisioned what it would feel like to get filled up.

My gaze moved around the room, soaking everything from the like, naked pictures of my bimbo body hanging on the walls showing off my sexy new form. I mean, damn, like, I couldn't believe that was me. The old Ashton didn't have an ounce of muscle or a cute little ass that jiggled so perfectly. I reached behind myself and gave it a delicious slap, making it bounce like bouncy-balls before my eyes.