She dreamt of my touch not expecting the magic of my wet
whisper. My hands explored her soft
sweat covered body as my tongue danced in her heat. Her breathing quickened as
did my inspired pace. Determined, I
fought for air as her thick white thighs pressed against my ears, tightening
with each lick. Her moans echoed off the
apartment walls with each shudder I caused.
I could hear her say “yes” and “Don’t stop” as I found her clit. She tossed her head back and tensed giving me
my reward and then we collapsed tired from her peak.
Photo Title: Irina III
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Photoport
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