The Response

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The tingling in my knees as the numbness intensifies is barely a distraction from the soft moans and whimpers emitted from her parted lips. Desperate for her pleasure, I’m lost in her delicious, wet, heated folds. 

Her trembling, ivory thighs hug my ears, her glittery fingers clinging to my hair as she presses closer from her woven seat. 

My tongue laps at her slick flesh, as I lovingly devour the bud swelling against my tongue.  Losing myself in her scent and taste, her softness gripping me harder as her flowing juices nourish my needy retort. As she shudders, I cum.

Published 4 years ago

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