Whole-heartedly

Millie's judgement was too clouded. She realized and understood that she had been **** but her feelings of lust made her not care in the slightest - all she cared about was making sure someone would pound her ass to her satisfaction, and this son of a bitch had better fuck her good!

'You're a piece of shit Barry, but you'd better fuck me good or I'll ride you until your dick fucking drops off.'

Barry was pleased his effort had proven fruitful, and though he didn't show it he actually held a flicker of fear within him realizing from her eyes and confident voice that she wasn't kidding in the slightest. The two threw off their clothes in record time.

'How do you wanna do me Barry?!' She asked, eager to jump straight in.

'Arms up on the railing ya dumb whore, you know my signature move by now!'

She immediately rested her upperbody on her arms, neatly on the balcony railing - facing out over the front yard. She spread her legs for Barry to easily slip his arms between and lift her up to wrap her legs around his waist. Millie's view was outward towards the front yard below and street beyond - no one underneath them had yet noticed the sexy disaster about to occur above them, their words muted by the music and the eager small talk and discussions everyone was involved in.

Barry placed his cock at her pussy entrance, he hadn't brought his camera, but he still wanted to hear her say the catchphrase like every slut before her.

'Now you slutty bitch, before I let you have this di-'