I've dressed for him, like he requested. A face of makeup, pink lips, hold ups and knickers. We're kissing, his hands running around my body, gripping my face tightly so he can direct his tongue over my lips and into my mouth. Spit and drool. Im on my tiptoes. He's making noises like he's tasting something great.
Im on my knees on the floor and he's pushing his cock down into my throat. Gag and choke. More. He's solid and dripping with precum. He's crouching over me, gripping my breasts. He moves me. Im on my back, on the bed. His head between my legs and its delicious. Im soaking. So much fluid.
Im getting fucked. Hard, endless smooth rhythm, of changing speeds. Im climaxing and squirting again and more and he's licking my tight little arse and threatening to fuck it, like thats in any way a threat.
He comes all over my face. All down my chest. It drips onto my thighs. It feels hot and wet pretty good
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