Bone tired
17 Mar 2016 comments
He bites one cheek, then the other, and then tastes my hole. I can tell he means to go slow, but we're both too hungry. I push back onto his scruffy face and he darts his tongue into me.
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17 Mar 2016 comments
He bites one cheek, then the other, and then tastes my hole. I can tell he means to go slow, but we're both too hungry. I push back onto his scruffy face and he darts his tongue into me.
16 Mar 2016 comments
His delicious obsession with the ring of coarse black hair around my sphincter, its feel on his tongue and the sight of black strands plastered along the girth of his big pink dick on each withdrawal; my stoic love now wraps these intangibles in words rumbled hoarsely into my ear. And I am fucked at both ends; my ass with his glorious cock, my mind with his rich baritone.