081413 #worm Wiggling back on the bed, she asks: Do you still want to fuck me? What? After you've not ten minutes ago just explained to me that you fucked so-and-so, that day I tried to call you and couldn't get through, and you had an amazing fucking orgasm, and you cried afterwards because you had wanted to know if it was just with me that you had this little problem--and it was--you have the nerve to shimmy back on your mattress on the floor, your ample tits laying back with you, your face painted with that evilly delicious smile, to say, Do you still want to fuck me? You fucking cunt! Yes, Krim, you fucking cunt, I still really, really, really want to fuck you so bad --