beautflstranger: one of the rare times you’ve let me on top. my hips will undulate, as i slide forward, my nipples brushing against your lips, coaxing, teasing your tongue. i will slide back to almost an arch my clit protruding, begging your fingertips

beautflstranger: one of the rare times you’ve let me on top. my hips will undulate, as i slide forward, my nipples brushing against your lips, coaxing, teasing your tongue. i will slide back to almost an arch my clit protruding, begging your fingertips

Ms. Whipple

Dominant Male, Submissive Female.

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And If It's Really Right, There's Nothing Else

Teicu

Youmakemeneedyou: Memory The Rope Was Not Rope, It Was Not A Prop, It Was Not Even A Way Of Holding Her In Place. It Was A Memory. A Memento Of His Touch, Of The Strength That Transferred From Him To Her As He Wrapped Her In The Rope. It Held A Power

If You Dare, Come A Little Closer.

Totally Lost

Shadowshade

Good Morning

Isthequestiontheanswer: And I Will Touch It Whenever I Please, Young Lady.

Enjoy Life

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