12/11/2023 0 Comments Video lesbian tumblr![]() “I… I don’t understand,” she mumbled, trying and failing to stop herself from doffing the garment onto the floor alongside with her skirt and panties. Jerri blinked owlishly, trying to process what she was seeing and hearing… and doing, she realized, as she sluggishly noticed her own hands undoing the buttons on her blouse one by one with a thoughtless vacancy she instinctively recognized. “You’re not going to get away with going blank,” Harmony growled as soon as she saw that she had the blonde’s full attention. The lurch in mental gears was almost enough to snap Jerri back into the confused and lethargic state she’d become accustomed to drifting into, but Harmony snapped her fingers again and again until Jerri was forced to remain in something approaching consciousness despite her best efforts. We’re not doing that today.” Harmony’s words cut through the fog of trance in Jerri’s mind, stirring her from the dazed slumber she’d slipped away into the moment she saw her roommate lounging naked on the couch with her big black strap-on cock jutting from between her thighs. Jukeboxemcsa: Jerri Confronts Her Desires i’ve been thinking about it a lot the past week. whatever they want from me now, i don’t care. close enough to break but they’re holding it just out of reach. please please please oh my god i can’t i can’t don’t stop- fuck don’t stop. tongue flicking simultaneously and drawing out the harshest curses to ever leave my mouth, suddenly spiraling into whining begs of mercy. how much can i take? their lips wrapped around my clit and suck suck sucking. they are moaning against me in such a way that the breath leaves my body and i wonder if i will survive this. but they feel it, and they’re digging their nails into my waist now, higher. this trembling vibration of pleasure is getting worse and worse and i think i could fall at any moment. my thigh is over their shoulder and i cannot be shaking like this. i want to feel the air in my lungs trapped but it still finds a way to escape me in rushed whimpers and moans. trying to balance when i’m arching my back away from the wall yet toward the ferocity of their tongue lashing at my clit and offering me not an ounce of mercy to breathe between strokes. my fingers in their hair, one hand on the wall. no- i want bruised hips from their grasp. i don’t want torturous agony waiting for their lovely mouth on me. the firm pressure of their fingers into the softness of my skin. my back to a wall, their hands on my hips keeping me right there. ![]() The past week i’ve been mentally obsessed with the idea of being eaten out by someone on their knees.
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