It smelled like a old library

Caroline was pretty, or at least she ain’t ugly, but she had some acne (some of it on her face), and she was fat. Not fat in a good way but not fat in a awful way neither. She got a fat pussy, which Tyrell liked. It was plump and wide but not loose and it went on and on just right. It smelled like a old library.

Caroline was low-lipped and light-skinned, and her whole body jiggled like jello when Tyrell slammed his dick into her. Her eyes opened wide like her legs, like she ain’t never felt nothing so big inside her. She begged him to slow down, and he did, but then she begged him to speed up, and he did that too. He turned her clit up. She cried out with desire, and he filled her with his frothy jizz, until it dripped between her legs and soaked her mattress.