With eroticism in her eyes and a hungry soul, she looked on that Phallic protrusion. She loves it long, she loves it strong. Covered in white redolent pores.
She likes it when they bleed, when it hurts him all the more. She grabs it and makes them ooze the mucus all the more.
Puss filled Phallic, not meant for any doomed soul. Even hated by the one blessed with it. But she is the one who has a different captivation.
When blood and glop seems Enthralling Ever More. Tongue out suck and gulp down your throat Foul smell, rotten wounds, bloody blisters Sweet redolent Pores, Sweet redolent Pores
I wonder what Fetish, I wonder what amour. To lick such a dick, to suck a mucus oozing pore
Enthrallment is stunning. Yet wonderful. She will suck till the last drop, she will bite off the skin to create more. She has learned to love. To bite when you like. To lick when the blood pours She isn't shy nor will she deny, her love for mucus, pores, sores, wounds and bloody poles
The cherry on the cake is her shit on the Cumming dick Ultimately its all going to be sucked in. Puss filled sight of divine Orgasmic Sensuous Bliss Divine Call it Fetish or Obsession She will come for more
She will come for more She will come for you Till you cum, she will wait And once you do, that will be the last Last time you ever ejaculateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
