Everything I’ve touched turns to gold! I stumbled upon a gorgeous sweet babe. She was strutting down the street with no bra on! I offered her five quick grand for showing me her voluptuous natural D tits! And she nodded! I bought her a rose in a flower store as a thankyou. The real blast is yet to come! Flowers were sold by a hot plump vamp with F-sized tits!!! Believe it or not, I fucked her right in the store among flower pots! It was totally kick-ass! However, everything comes to an end. I’m off here. This was my last stunt. This hobby is demanding and a bit costly. Anyone wants to take it over? I’ll give you my cam for free…

This big, fat MILF knows how to work her hands – watch her milk her masseur’s cock until he explodes all over her fat tits!

She probably left her common sense with her younger years, stripping down without even a glance. Those big old titties bouncing around, unaware of the hidden cam soaking it all in. This cam’s got her, every saggy inch in plain view, and she’s none the wiser.

I ran into this trophy wife with an attitude as big as her perfect rack. She gave me the cold shoulder, thinking she was too good for my rusty RV. But I turned on the charm, and once I showed her what I was packing, she couldn't resist—clearly, she'd been starved for some real action.

Part 1: Chilling in my room, smoking, flipping through Dean Koontz—not because I’m trying to be edgy, but because that stuff is genuinely good. Usually, metal gets me hyped, but today, it's gonna take something even spicier to get me off. So, I grab my trusty voodoo doll, light a candle, and pray to summon a monster-dicked shemale beauty. Fuck yeah, she’s here.

Turns out, my friend hooked me up with her—a big-titted, long-haired blonde with a face pretty enough to ruin lives and a cock veiny enough to star in its own horror movie. The second I see her monster cock, I’m dripping. I don’t care if this stuff costs more than rent—I need that cock inside me, and I need it NOW.

My dad would fucking weep if he saw this beast splitting me open—damn, he’d probably be jealous. And my mom too…

Cruising the city outskirts, I spot a desperate duo—an old car, a scruffy dude, and a redhead in a skirt. Oh, and she’s pregnant. Like, real pregnant. This half-hobo dude looks ready to sell his own soul, so I make an offer. “Need a ride? Sure, but the lady’s coming in my fuckwagon.” The guy barely hesitates—clearly, he knows who’s packing the real deal here.

Turns out, she’s his daughter. A little family roadside bonding, huh? I get her to show off those ripe preggo tits for a photo session. Damn, those milkers are something else. She’s around eight months, belly huge, and I can’t help but joke about poking the little guy’s eye with my cock. The guy? He’s just sitting in the back, trying not to cry while I gear up to show her what Big Mike is all about.