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Right here right now
Right here right now
I know that you've just come in from a hard day's work but I can't wait no more, with one hand around your throat I pin you to the door
My hand runs up your stockings it slides right up your thighs, I feel your body reacting to my touch I see the hunger in your eyes
Soon I'm at your panties I feel they're already damp, as I push them to the side and my fingers enter you, I feel your vice like clamp
I begin to finger fuck you, my fingers soaked by your pussy's juice, with each thrust of my hand you relax and soon you're very wet and loose
Fingers buried deep inside, my tongue searching out your mouth, I stop kissing you and drop to my knees it's time to feed down south
You lean back against the door your legs now opened wide, I've pulled apart your pinkness to thrust my tongue hard and deep inside
Once you've cum into my mouth I then take you from behind, it wasn't very romantic it was more like a desperate need fuck of the ravenous kind
Ron
I know that you've just come in from a hard day's work but I can't wait no more, with one hand around your throat I pin you to the door
My hand runs up your stockings it slides right up your thighs, I feel your body reacting to my touch I see the hunger in your eyes
Soon I'm at your panties I feel they're already damp, as I push them to the side and my fingers enter you, I feel your vice like clamp
I begin to finger fuck you, my fingers soaked by your pussy's juice, with each thrust of my hand you relax and soon you're very wet and loose
Fingers buried deep inside, my tongue searching out your mouth, I stop kissing you and drop to my knees it's time to feed down south
You lean back against the door your legs now opened wide, I've pulled apart your pinkness to thrust my tongue hard and deep inside
Once you've cum into my mouth I then take you from behind, it wasn't very romantic it was more like a desperate need fuck of the ravenous kind
Ron
Published 7th Jan 2025
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