dangerouscroissantoperamonger

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I love this point. But it’s not a sin. It’s how we we connect.

He erupts, his sin cascading over the ridges of his convulsing cock as her tongue struggles to lap up every drop. He gets lost in her mouth ~ his mind blank as he holds her head, his hands laced in her long hair, pulling and pushing her back and forth, relentless in his need for her. He doesn’t question her desire as he gazes down ~ her deep brown watering eyes seductively luring him in further, her face flush from his thrusting, her saliva pooling and dripping as she grasps his hips and swallows him. His sweet release is both a blessing and a curse for them both ~ he doesn’t want it to end and she craves being fed by him, always wanting more.

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