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Restrained
My muscles
Tense, strain, bulge
Against
Your well tied restraints.
You stalk
All black stockings
Smile
And knee high boots.
Riding crop
Slaps my taut stomach
Wince
But harden at the same time.
No preamble
You straddle my face
Scent
Of you consumes me.
‘Eat me’
I eagerly obey
Devour
Your dripping wet pussy.
You grind
Pressing onto me
Tongue
Dips deep into you.
Your moans
Drift to my smothered
Face
Fuelling my hungry mouth.
You come
Leaving me completely
Drenched
And torturously erect.
‘Now...'
'It’s your turn’
You promise.
Tense, strain, bulge
Against
Your well tied restraints.
You stalk
All black stockings
Smile
And knee high boots.
Riding crop
Slaps my taut stomach
Wince
But harden at the same time.
No preamble
You straddle my face
Scent
Of you consumes me.
‘Eat me’
I eagerly obey
Devour
Your dripping wet pussy.
You grind
Pressing onto me
Tongue
Dips deep into you.
Your moans
Drift to my smothered
Face
Fuelling my hungry mouth.
You come
Leaving me completely
Drenched
And torturously erect.
‘Now...'
'It’s your turn’
You promise.
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