The Evening Ritual

"some actions form the bedrock of intimacy"

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their evening ritual

commences

In silence

he prepares himself

folds his clothes

Standing tall

Rampant

She kneels and

opens her mouth

She knows what he wants

and she’s willing

Her warm

soft lips encircle

his throbbing cock

Inch by inch

she devours him

Her lipstick bleeds

tongue leads

swallowing glory

thirst quenched

a sinful serenade

he can tell by her eyes

It’s a pleasure

She’s loving it

She loves the

feel of his cock

The slightly salty

flavour of his flesh

She even loves

the warmth of his cum

flowing down her tits 

Published 8 months ago

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