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The Princess | flowwerfish | 3

 

You plow your cock down deep, then up and then down again. She is begging you to release, to satisfy yourself as you will.

'Oh my God!' she mumbles, her words distorted by your face-fucking shaft, ''Oh. Oh. Oh my good God in heaven . . . .'

Her cock-muffled moans and groans are obliterated as you stuff your sex shaft down into her mouth as far as you can. Your balls plunge against her wetted lips.
Her nipples are now fine peaks, diamonds that could scratch glass.

Your lovers' shrieks of pleasure resound around and flow down the slopes of the mountain, as the wet from deep inside of her lungs is released, her shimmering saliva bathing your engorged organ in trickles of lust-pleasure like glimmers of silvery light.

And now you can't wait any longer. Your armies of semen, your sturdy sperm-trooppers are ready to go, to flow into the sex-stream, to swim their way free, for the love of God and country, and also for to feel a whole lot of pleasure as they spurt out from deep within the caverns of your testicles, shooting up and then out into . . ...

 

Will you come in her throat?


          Yes, down the hatch!

          Or upon her lovely lips?

 
 
 

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