The day we saw it we knew we would live there. It was to be our first home. As she slid my length into her opening our
eyes locked and we smiled at one another.
This was home, our home. The
furniture would not arrive for days but the previous owners left one chair and
we made perfect use of it. She rode me
moaning softly as the floor creaked beneath us.
Her nipples were hard from the excitement or the cold air and as she
threw her head back she whispered “welcome to your new home baby.”
Photo Title: Self Potrait
Artist/Photgrapher/Model/Original Poster: darkmatterzone
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