She smiles as I press hard and strong against her soft
lips. She loves dropping to her knees and
saying good morning, savoring my taste and the way I stare down at her with
lust in my heart. Her sea blue eyes stay
locked on mine, searching for the beast raging within me. Her tongue is magic against my pulse as she
coaxes my peak. Her hands manipulate my
growing edge and soon I am lost in an explosion of fog and swallows. She always remembers to wish me a good day
before she heads back to bed.
Photo Title: Unknown
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Unknown
Location of Work: Unknown
236
No comments:
Post a Comment