the captians wench
sewing wench
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*pounces and snuggles shy*


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*pounces and snuggles shy*
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It's almost not worth answering. Of course there are, m derives great pleasure from having me fuck her orally. Does she have an orgasm? No. That's not the point. Do I love fucking her pussy with my tongue!? Of course I do, do I orgasm? No. That has nothing to do with the pleaseure either of us derive from pleasuing the other.
that is hysterical! i cant make up my mind if its for real or not...
Ive taken it as far as I can and still Im frantic. I need his help to take it deeper. I need to feel him in my throat. I need to swallow him and feel my throat close around his cock. I want it to hurt. I want my throat to ache all day and know he was there inside me...
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Glad I could help! (grins wickedly)
Ive taken it as far as I can and still Im frantic. I need his help to take it deeper. I need to feel him in my throat. I need to swallow him and feel my throat close around his cock. I want it to hurt. I want my throat to ache all day and know he was there inside me...
He senses my plight and takes hold of my hair and shoves himself down my throat. Noises of appreciation are released with my concentrated breath. For now its just want, want, want.
As soon as his fingers snare my tender nipples, my back arches and I moan deep in my chest. Suddenly I need more! I need to devour him I need to inhale him and consume him... I need to bring him to his knees. He MUST need my throat as I need his fists in my hair and the brush of his touch...
I hear his groans and something primal inside me wants to answer, I dare not... Must consentrate. Must breathe.
He pulls me to him burrying himself in my throat, I cant breath. I feel his hot cum spewing against the back of my throat and I swallow convulsively. I need to breath. Please let me breath.
He pulls away and I hasten to keep him clean, not loose a drop. The smell hits me. The pungent odor of him. I struggle not to gag. I should have held out a bit longer, surely I didn't need to breath yet!
I swallow a few times. "Thank you," I say shyly. My throat aches and my voice is hoarse. I grin to myself in satisfaction. Just the way I like it.
Ive taken it as far as I can and still Im frantic. I need his help to take it deeper. I need to feel him in my throat. I need to swallow him and feel my throat close around his cock. I want it to hurt. I want my throat to ache all day and know he was there inside me...
He senses my plight and takes hold of my hair and shoves himself down my throat. Noises of appreciation are released with my concentrated breath. For now its just want, want, want.
As soon as his fingers snare my tender nipples, my back arches and I moan deep in my chest. Suddenly I need more! I need to devour him I need to inhale him and consume him... I need to bring him to his knees. He MUST need my throat as I need his fists in my hair and the brush of his touch...
I hear his groans and something primal inside me wants to answer, I dare not... Must consentrate. Must breathe.
He pulls me to him burrying himself in my throat, I cant breath. I feel his hot cum spewing against the back of my throat and I swallow convulsively. I need to breath. Please let me breath.
He pulls away and I hasten to keep him clean, not loose a drop. The smell hits me. The pungent odor of him. I struggle not to gag. I should have held out a bit longer, surely I didn't need to breath yet!
I swallow a few times. "Thank you," I say shyly. My throat aches and my voice is hoarse. I grin to myself in satisfaction. Just the way I like it.
What about Tom and Harry and all the rest of us?