Location: i'll say in pm 😏
Body Decorations: Tattos, piercing
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: Petite
And don't you dare cum yet. I want to keep it real," She breathed out huskily. "Go ahead baby, Just nod okay." I nodded and started to get up to leave. "I'm not through with the talk yet," She said softly. She picked me up, and draped me on my back, with my eyes still closed. Over the past couple of hours, I had become Her slave. Her talk was just that. Talk. Nothing more and nothing less. I followed Her wherever she went. She met me at the main entry to Her home. Like every Other Mother, She invited us to her home to sit and eat cake and snuggle in bed. I knew from childhood that I belonged to Her. Even before I met Her, I knew that I belonged to Her. I grew up around Her. I was an only child.
My Mom never realized how. Just as I was beginning to question my identity, the older sister gave me my first kiss. Ever. On the mouth. To. Her. The memories were so vivid I felt as if I had been thrown into a war. I didn't know why, but somehow I felt a connection with Her. She took me to Her apartment, and although I tried to ignore it, I couldn't help myself. There, She imparted Her wisdom. Her touch, Her sensuous words, and Her body. She allowed me to feel Her sensuous skin. It took me months to finally adjust. She helped me remember who I was, and led me to understand the depth of my feelings. But it was long hard, and I often felt disoriented. Sometimes I felt like a man trying to understand a woman. Her words freed me to admit what I needed.
She understood me, and took me to heights that we could both find upon reaching our zenith. But, there were times when we could just drift off. She guided me to a world of dreams, of sexual exploration, and of intense, passionate sex. In each of us there was a voice that told us to do certain things, and would not do otherwise. It was the truth, and I knew it. It was the life, and I knew it. It was what made us alive. To be able to hear that voice, to know that it was what made us happy, to know that it was the true love. It was the hunger to be able to eat that food. It was the hunger to be able to drink that water. It was the hunger to be able to have that one moment, that one touch. To feel that one word that brought us together. To know that the world didn't exist because some poor soul had taken us away. It was Her that drew me to this place. My needs to Her never changed. I could never repay the debt I had taken on..
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