Thursday, February 7, 2013

Tongue


She begged for me to fuck her and for me not to stop what I was doing all in the same instant.  Her head was thrown back in a confused hungry lust as I lapped at her sweetness.  I traced her hood deftly with my tongue and felt her body tense when I tasted the right spot.  She uttered foul and dirty words between moans of yes and whatever else incoherently left her lips.  She didn’t think I could get her off without using my dick and I was so very happy that I had the chance to prove her wrong.



Photo Title: Unknown
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Nonplussed
Location of Work: Tumblr Our Own Little Key Party

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