[ She sinks her fingers into his hair and pulls, to direct his gaze up to her face, so she can meet those eerie, beloved, storm cloud eyes. ]
Come up here. I want to kiss you while you taste like my pussy.
[ Speaking of needing a mental sieve! She doesn't even bother to blush from it. She just needs his mouth on hers, his hips pressing her down, his broad shoulders acting like a wall that she can grab onto. ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 09:31 am (UTC)Come up here. I want to kiss you while you taste like my pussy.
[ Speaking of needing a mental sieve! She doesn't even bother to blush from it. She just needs his mouth on hers, his hips pressing her down, his broad shoulders acting like a wall that she can grab onto. ]