I know what it is like to have a woman spill into me. To fill my mouth. To feel like I’m drinking of her very essence and in return have her hips bear down onto me until I’m forced to spill into her. Then to live in that moment where we are both just mouths drinking each other in. Lips wrapped around sensitive skin while we quake and quiver until we still. A moment of just being. Being joined. Being filled. Being both spent and satiated.
I know what it is like to have a woman spill into me. To fill my mouth. To feel like I’m drinking of her very essence and in return have her hips bear down onto me until I’m forced to spill into her. Then to live in that moment where we are both just mouths drinking each other in. Lips wrapped around sensitive skin while we quake and quiver until we still. A moment of just being. Being joined. Being filled. Being both spent and satiated.
Oh how I long for that feeling again.
My favorite Creamsicle!
Looks delicious 🤤
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