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All I Want Lately…
is his cock in my mouth.
It’s almost maddening.
In my empty mouth, on the soft, wet, fleshy walls of my oral cavity, I can taste the ghostly sensation of his cock in my mouth. Every bit of surface in my mouth has memorized every inch, every ridge and vein, and every sweet, sensitive spot. I will be sitting here, minding my own business, when all of a sudden that desire to feel his warm, hard flesh in me takes over every rational thought.
I just can’t stop thinking about his cock in my mouth.
Just the other day, I kneeled before him and worshipped the hell out of it. I moaned and mumbled “mm-hmm” noises every time I pushed it back as far as I could to let him know how fucking delicious he was. I made love to his rod with my tongue, cheeks, and throat — at one point, I reached up and felt my nipples getting hard from the sensation of his cock massaging my warm, wet entrance.
Not long after, I could feel my pussy dripping.
Fuck, it is so hot to suck his cock.
For several days now, all I can think about is putting it in my mouth. All I want is the feeling of his cock rubbing against my tongue. I fucking love it how it feels. I love how he tastes. When he shot a load in my mouth the other day, I couldn’t stop…
