Confessions

Confession: 149

His name to call when he is deep inside me pushing nothing but love. Bathing my lips in sweet kisses between his thrusts makes my pussy smile. The whole package he has is just for me, although I’m forever his agony. We toss among sheets just to find a new position, now this time I’m riding my king. High upon his mountain, he smiles at my wealth of curves as I lean in. Soft suckles of my nipples takes him to a surreal moment of over sized cherries. My eyes by chance connect with his as he tells me, “anytime you want me I’m there.”

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