This was safety. Blowjob porn but oh did those three finger feel good. I never felt my feelings were “wrong” actually… and the same taste.. “Yeah, something like that. OH DEAR GOD, something else that felt like heaven also… maybe not so much beer this time, but salt, and hay, and the very taste of summertime was in my mouth, and I loved it… There was a little blood on my panties the next morning, and yet I knew it wasn’t my “time” I reckoned that was due to those three fingers. forcing his tongue into my mouth, doing a sort of battle with my tongue, and winning. I do have to taste it, though…” so, taking my other hand, which was equally full of the stuff, I took it up to my mouth, and began to lick it off. DisclaimerCopyright, 2012, Patricia Steel ([email protected])
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