CHAPTER TWELVE
Bull looked at Lisa with total lust, unable to suppress the flock of deliciously depraved ideas that fluttered through his mind. Bull could scarcely wait to see her lovely flesh, the curve of her tit, the enchanting mouth of her cunt. He yearned for the sight of her naked body. The liquor had gone straight to his lecherous gonads, and his c**k felt as if it would burst with lust.
It was when he was in this state that he most enjoyed the battle of the sexes. His c**k felt stuffed with joy juices and eager for a love target to shoot at.
His eyes caressed the lips, the mouth that soon, he imagined, would be wrapped around his tool? making the sweet sounds of sucking.
This image was like a kick in the head to him. He sipped his drink and told himself to bide his time, to beh
