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Delicate Balance
I wipe a tear
that trickles prettily
down your rough-rouged cheeks
as you gasp for air
I watch as you struggle against your bindings
to try and stuff my saliva soaked cock
back into your starving mouth
I arch into your greed
a fistful of hair so I can control
the depth
the pace
because you want my come
and I
I want your desire for it
that trickles prettily
down your rough-rouged cheeks
as you gasp for air
I watch as you struggle against your bindings
to try and stuff my saliva soaked cock
back into your starving mouth
I arch into your greed
a fistful of hair so I can control
the depth
the pace
because you want my come
and I
I want your desire for it
Published 4th Apr 2025
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4th Apr 2025 1:54pm
Oh fuck, the pace and purpose are perfect.
I wipe
I watch
show the care given to the subject. Giving her what she wants... and making sure to take, ahem, excellent care while you do. That's sexy.
Have I told you lately that I find you very attractive?
The writing... of course.
and then showing where the narrator is:
I arch
I want
that give-take dynamic is fucking delish.
Keep it cumming.
