Throat Gagging Fails 2: Trina’s Deep Desires

While she had been reading, he noticed droplets of her nectar forming on her vulva. “Good. Blowjob sex So far so good, he thought to himself. She was dressed in a modest, church going dress. How much training he did not know. He looked up and smiled. Once the door was closed, he sat back in his chair and smiled. He preferred bikini, he wondered if his friend had informed her of that. Eye contact is a must at all times.”
Her crystal blue eyes immediately looked into his dark brown ones. Her labia was full and pouty. “Thank you Sir,” she picked the bag up in her hand and walked naked out of his office. “And now your panties.”
She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. “This feels like a job interview,” she giggled. His appointment, a new potential pet for him to enjoy. He imagined her thighs and hips were tight from being on her feet in her profession.

Throat Gagging Fails 2: Trina’s Deep Desires

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