Jul 2015
smooth, sweaty hips
*fingers prying at fatty flesh
leans, her ******* on my hair
licking her stomach, salt droplets drip
fingers slide into her, warm flesh fibers rip
moaning, moaning the stars
widens her base, toes spread
pull fingers out, into mouth
*tastes like the dead
*fingers prying at fatty flesh
leans, her ******* on my hair
licking her stomach, salt droplets drip
fingers slide into her, warm flesh fibers rip
moaning, moaning the stars
widens her base, toes spread
pull fingers out, into mouth
*tastes like the dead
(Portland, Oregon)
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