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I’m at the point of no return. I will never be able to assimilate myself back into society now. I’m a pussy-and-ass-eating-and-fucking menace that can’t be thwarted from my position.
All I ever imagine is how I’m going to open up your cavernous underbelly to caress that anticipating camel toe and its adjacent sisters of debauchery. Your jam box throbs from my hot breath only being within inches of encountering your moist hole.
You sigh before my mouth or tongue even grapples you. The moment my oral fixation does make first contact with your derriere: you’re a rambling mess.
You grip my head and face like you’re some lioness digging into a meal she’s crept up on after not feeding for weeks.
You try to conceal your agony because you have neighbors on all sides, but the show is futile.
You disrobe your taste and become a babbling idiot screaming for dear life. I pour my tongue and mouth bombardment onto your wetness in waves.
You can’t contain the gallons upon gallons of my oral execution on your hiny, licking at your soiled pussy and pummeling your asshole.
You rock your hips on my engaging mouth and beg me to insert my spiraling tongue into your hatch.
I do.
I feel your patch’s roughness all on my tongue as my straight flesh explores you. I look up into your eyes to get a gauge on where you are during this moment.
Those eyes are rolling out of control in between trying to focus on me. I have you right where I want.
You’re an inhabitant in my thirst trap, and it doesn’t seem as though you’ll be breaking free of me anytime soon.
My mouth continues the onslaught: breaking your pussy and ass down more and more as the clock ticks.
You put up one last stand at this battle for your sexual purity. It seems to me that not long from now you’ll be signing that treaty because my mouth has made you succumb to its brute force.
My tongue will have insisted that your ass and clit have no choice but to relent and cease fire.
I know; it’s not fair.
Are you now going to call me and spread those asscheeks and vulva lips for your boy, Reecie?