“You can do this. Give me your throat. You want to taste me? Then you have to open up for me.” Her eyes water, but she’s staying strong, hands behind her back. “Right there,” I groan as she takes me deep, gulping around me. Again and again, I thrust, and each time she meets me, her rough swallows forcing me toward release. She’s found her rhythm, regulating her breaths in time with my pumps.
Well duvk me
    
    
      — Oct 08, 2025 08:09PM
    
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