Jessica Simpson Gone Wild

Jessica Simpson gyrated her hips and writhed her body seductively in the center of the throng of photographers. Her pants had long since been removed as she furiously fingered her dripping twat and her top was pulled down to reveal her famous DD's to the paparazzi. She disregarded all thoughts of dignity and only thought of the fame and notoriety these videos and pictures would bring her. And with every imagined view, she grew hotter and hotter. She'd already came several times, once even spraying a particularly brave photographer with her pussy juice as she shocked the onlookers the first time she squirted for the crowd.

Again, a thoughtless celebrity had caused Petros to be running late on his way home. He was beginning to rethink his decision to move so close to such a cesspool of immorality and sin. He was only a few blocks away from his home when he was met with yet another delay to his commute. This time, it was a large group of security guards dressed in matching black suits blocking the sidewalk and road in front of a clothing boutique.

Petros stopped his bike and asked one of the men why they were halting traffic.

"I'm sorry sir, but Miss Eilish is finished shopping and wishes to not be disturbed when leaving the shop. We should be done shortly sir."

Petros decided to heed the man's words and waited patiently for nearly another half hour before a young woman wearing baggy, dark clothes walked out the front door. She stopped on the sidewalk and started texting on her phone, further delaying Petros on his trip home.

"Self conscious slut." Petros muttered to himself. He felt a familiar sensation as his dark magic did its work.