"I CAN'T QUITE REACH"

Inserting the top third of her index/middle/ring finger into her pink anus Taylor activates the nerve endings that provide pleasure, however it's not enough, as aroused as she is now Miss Swift wants more...a lot more but her fingers aren't long enough, "DAMN IT".

"ROOM SERVICE, I HAVE YOUR DINNER"! Taylor opens the door pulling whoever it is inside with the meal cart, "in the bedroom....NOW". Ripping his shirt off she fumbles to get his pants and sandals off to protests of "what going on"?..."what you doing"?? as he's pushed on the bed.

"NEED YOU TO FUTA MY ASS, HORNY AS HELL....CAN'T CONTROL MYSELF" pressing her lips to his in a ****, unnatural kiss. "You can't tell me you don't want me....I'M TAYLOR 'FUCKING' SWIFT, EVERY MAN'S FANTASY WOMAN FOR CHRIST SAKE, FUCK MY ASS OR I'LL SEE YOU LOSE YOUR JOB"!

"Sí señorita" as her anus lowers over his thick Cuban dick, "what's your name" as she bounces up and down on his Pene, "Beto..or Roberto Miss Swift".