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needing-this: its hard enough breathing with ropes keeping my lungs from expanding normally, she makes it more intense by cutting off my breathing and to think i begged her to let me come over
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nsfwmagazine: “Those creatures jumped the barricades And headed for the sea. She began to breathe, To breathe, but at the thought of this freedom Stood and whispered to her child: ‘Belong.’ She held the child and whispered With calm, calm: ‘Belong.’”
erospainter: Until We Meet AgainDesire is in her sighs our fantasies intensifyEvery time she exhales I can barely breathe.With Every breath increases my needTo help me understand the depths of herOf sexual distress I feel I needTo explore the depths
goodboy4mommy: No no, little boy. Don’t cum. Just breathe. Try to focus and relax and breathe. I know, baby. Mommy’s been riding you for a long time. Naughty boy, you’ve made her cum three times already, so of course you’re excited,
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Vivacious and full of spunk and joie di vivre, (or joy for life) Luella is a breath of fresh air wherever she goes. Hailing from East Europe, this hot, young Slavic bombshell will take your breath away, with her beauty, enthusiastic as well as non-judgmen
slashyrogue: “When did you first realize you were in love?” The question comes unbidden in the dark, Hannibal’s breath teasing his chin as Will clutches tighter and lets out an exasperated breath of his own. “You can’t invalidate her by
skindeeptales: 70 year old woman thinks her tattoos are “still fucking class” Carlow woman Monica Neary breathed a sigh of relief as she woke on the morning of her 70th birthday at the weekend as her thoughts about her numerous tattoos had not changed
lezbilicious: Katya was always thrilled when she was asked to help her ladyship dress. This evening was no exception and as she buckled up her high heeled sandals she breathed in her heady perfume, letting her fingers stray and stay as long as she dared.
lezbilicious: She was breathing rapidly; nervous. I stroked her hair and cheek and she turned and looked at me directly for the first time since I’d entered the room with her soulful eyes, deep with desire. Her lips parted as I brushed her hair back
naughtycplforfun: With breathless vulnerability she leaned back. With aching deliberate care he gently touched her cheek leaning in to gaze deeply into her eyes. Shallow, heart pounding breaths betrayed her craving anticipation. Her legs parted as
growliestperviesteverrrr: Watching Punkin struggle against my hand firmly clasped over her mouth and nose (and her immediate gasping for air when I allowed her to breathe) pushed me over the edge and left me growling while I pumped her little cunt full
lip-split-wine: “When she comes: she pulls you close she breathes in short bursts her eyes close her head tilts back her mouth opens slightly her thighs turn to steel, and then melt she is perfect and you feel like you are everything.” — Henry
presumably-in-no-kuntrol: The panic in her hands, I like that. She can not breathe. Her heart is pounding. Her eyes are watering. Genuine fear has ravished her thoughts. What a liberating place to be.
sleepinsidemysoul: “When she comes She pulls You close She breathes in short bursts Her eyes close Her head tilts back Her mouth opens slightly Her thighs turn to steel, and then melt She is perfect And You feel like You are everything” — Henry
wu-tang: if you have a girlfriend/wife, treat her like a queen, she deserves it, for her you are the air that she breathe, don’t let her down, if she’s sad, make her happy or someone will do it for you and man… you don’t want it, you know, you
redwolferotica:The Wolf-Watching in silenceHer breaths shallowHer movements on slightShe knows I am hereShe can feel my eyes roaming across her fleshI can see her excitement growI can smell her excitement grow The longer I make her wait, the wetter she
gigglefuck: scopophilicscorpio: curiouswinekitten2: Glasses and thick thighs. Duh. 😊 Velma all the way. I would bind her….cut her sweater and her boy short panties. I can tell she would be a trembler. Hot breath against her neck followed
painequalspleasure:I really fucking love this. How he allows her to take a breath before he continues. The spit running down her chin. His hands on her head, holding it in place pressed to the wall. His thrusts. Hell, even her hands on his thighs. Every
mypleasuregirl:I would probably start by just having her stand there in front of me, wearing that pretty little dress. In her mind, the seconds stretch to minutes, and each breath catches in her throat. I just look at her, sitting comfortably on the edge
nylonpantyman: We Panty-Boys call this “Aroma Therapy”, feeling her Warm moist Nylon Gusset, breathing in her sweet nectar scent. What you can’t see is her left hand caressing his Aroused Cock encased in another pair of her soft Nylon Panties.
neptitudeplus: Home from work, she opens her blouse and lets her big belly breathe. Peeling her jeans off her thick thighs… not as easy! (Nora_Ell via sdb)
sjcavenaugh:“Kiss her sex through her panties. Breathe warm air across her thighs. Look up at her as you lick your lips and pull the fabric to the side.”-sjc
mastersgreedyslut: her whisper was barely audible, but, He heard her clearly… “Master, please", and He knew exactly what she pleaded for! My arms wrapped around the girl, holding her tight to Me, My warm breath sending shivers through her,
womanbelievedinlove: ‘I barely brushed towards her cheek as I moved towards her mouth, her nails tickled my chest, driving me insane. Kissing her became my single reason for breathing.’ ~
mybeautifulcunt: He didn’t need to ask her how she wanted to be fucked. He knew from the look in her eyes and the way she breathed that she wanted him. She couldn’t wait until their date was over. She needed her dress lifted, her wet panties
barny73: Mmmmm…. Wanna kneel under her to burry my face in her delightful pussy and lick her while breathing deeply in her hot smell….💋
thethreadofawe: “She’ll put her throat in your open hands and close her eyes. This is what trust looks like. Dip your fingers into her swollen mouth. Lean closer, breathe the words, you’ll fill her like this: ‘you are so beautiful and I’m going
fuckedup-sadist: How to treat your slut 101: Step one: make her choke on your cock without any regard for her ability to breathe. Step two: Use her asshole as the cocksleeve it is and hurt her so she understands she has no value. Step three: Keep fucking
It was date night. He had been dressed first and was now watching her get ready. His eyes roamed all over her body as she stood naked in front of the mirror styling her hair. His breathing increased and he could feel himself getting hard seeing her
restlesslibido: She studies your face. The breathing behind her, the straining of strange flesh from behind tweed trousers, his weight upon her, his hands on her, guiding line around her wrists, to cinch and tighten, to restrain and bind, to immobilize.
pandora7824: She had ventured up…Her own demise…Following the Spider…He eyed her momentarily…Her limbs now becoming singularly…Her eyes glanced down…She was ever ensnared…Knee socks and breaths lost…Always a babydoll to be sullied…
shineyavatar: Vaatu: To hate me is to give me breath. To fight me is to give me strength. If the opposite is true for Raava, then loving her will give her life, showing her compassion will give her strength. This adds an entirely new layer to
ijustwantyouwet: I can’t stop thinking about licking a girls clit. Softly at first.. building the pressure and speed. Using my lips to suck on her while my hands are under her on her ass. Breathing her in while I flick my tongue up and down listening
dominantpleasures:“Good girl” he whispered above her, his hand rough and harsh against her flesh. “Don’t move. Understand?”She breathed, though her body trembled her mind was at peace. She was safe. She was bent to his will,
thoughtsofasir: She looks shocked and like she doesn’t like it. But she does, she wants it. She loves it. Every touch, every breath on her soft pale skin. The way my hand grips her tiny neck, squeezing her airways, choking her slightly. She loves it.
