The tips of your fingers
graze against the skin of
my inner thighs –
teasing, scratching,
drawing a moan past
my damp lips.
As I look down on you
with vision obscured
caused by my
thickened breathing,
I wonder if sometimes
you think it would also
be pleasing to put your
mouth on my mouth
instead of my cock
for a change.
graze against the skin of
my inner thighs –
teasing, scratching,
drawing a moan past
my damp lips.
As I look down on you
with vision obscured
caused by my
thickened breathing,
I wonder if sometimes
you think it would also
be pleasing to put your
mouth on my mouth
instead of my cock
for a change.
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