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I started to poke his hole like he had mine last summer. It was slightly bitter at first and somehow it became sweet. Clean and sweat. I explored his ...ole some more and the hornier I got the deeper I was going into it. I was fucking his hole with my tongue and his moaning let me know I was doing okay. I had no idea it could be this exciting and I didn't want to leave his ass. I moved from the hole and with a wet tongue dragged it along his crack but pausing at his sweet spot. I used more saliva. Grandma Georgia was the worst offender in this truly obnoxious practice.Bane cleans my cheeks, my chin, my neck and my shoulders, and then both of my breasts, even though there’s a cleaner stripe across them where the brittle leather had sat, and suddenly it doesn’t remind me of Grandma Georgia at all any more.And then he goes a little lower.I let my knees fall open almost automatically.Yep, I’m a happy slutty slut being happy and slutty.And a little lower still, cleaning me up so gently and. Email me at [email protected] for MORE of my already written, and ongoing writing commissions, or if you are looking for a writer BB P1 It all started out so innocently, as innocently as most things start out I had always had an itch, a little tiny scratch that was content and never ending, yet I knew not what it was, just that it was there — whatever it was. I did not know how all encompassing it would become though. Back then, you see, I was an ordinary young man, prime in my youth and my. “Yes, you are a slut - but a good slut. Now give me back my cock - I have to get a towel.” Reluctantly she released him and Jim moved away to get a towel from the kitchen. Jim entered the kitchen just as the back door opened. Sue was home! Shit, of course, today’s her half day, he remembered. “Jim! What the fuck are you doing wandering around half naked - and why are you here at all? You should be at work - at a meeting you had to go to.” Suddenly Sue noticed a pearl drop hanging from the.
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