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Therapy
When it’s 3am and I can’t sleep, don’t be surprised if I wake you and wrap my lips around your swollen cock, soon after my wondering hands and urgent kisses, have stirred you.
I don’t need a therapist to cure my insomnia, I just need you to fuck me ferociously, and let me bask in the beauty of our shared desire as you punish me with your cock for waking you at such an ungodly hour, in my time of need.
You always know how to make me cum all over your fingers, tongue and big hard cock as you fuck me hard & deep, almost violently, until we both collide simultaneously.
And in that hour, you bury yourself bone deep in the depths of me, time & time again, until my cunt is swollen & sore and I’m drowsily satisfied, full to the brim with your hot sticky cum, right before falling asleep wrapped safely in your arms, and kisses.
I don’t need a therapist to cure my insomnia, I just need you to fuck me ferociously, and let me bask in the beauty of our shared desire as you punish me with your cock for waking you at such an ungodly hour, in my time of need.
You always know how to make me cum all over your fingers, tongue and big hard cock as you fuck me hard & deep, almost violently, until we both collide simultaneously.
And in that hour, you bury yourself bone deep in the depths of me, time & time again, until my cunt is swollen & sore and I’m drowsily satisfied, full to the brim with your hot sticky cum, right before falling asleep wrapped safely in your arms, and kisses.
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