Recca Gatsby
LWO
Let's continue where we left off. You're plush, and supple. Like the innards of a peach after a proper growth. Never before have I seen such an appetizing snow bunny with an ironically bigger appetite. I wanna start from the neck down. Play your neck with mouth like a tender harmonica of passion and absolute allure. Sprawl you out gently and lay you like the finest Persian animal skin rug. Ferocious. Elegant. SEXY. The first thrust will be impactful, you will quiver to no end and it will never seem to end like Goku on Snake Way. But you will fall in love. And when I finally hit the back of you with all of me. Then is when you wil gaze into my grey eyes and clutch my almond back with the strength and conviction of a fearless tiger. Legs wrapping, heels interlocked into my cheese grater abs. Never wanting to let go. You will call me papi despite the fact you are not Rican like that. French will become fluent to you right after. The power of a thousands suns couldn't turn off the blush of your entire body. I will be the Leonidas to your Gorgo. Time and space will shift, I AM YOUR EVERYTHING. In these moments we transcend of existential beings. The Heavens will tremble upon how good. How sweet. How absolutely mind-boggling.
No amount of preparation will ready you for this.
No amount of preparation will ready you for this.
at InnocentDevil
