Italian. “No lips, just your tongue.”
You internally whimper at this, wanting to take me in completely. Porn videos You dare not. I shiver once again. “Mercy,” I murmur softly as I mold my body to yours… I withdraw again. Now almost
greedily you begin to lick away the remnants of this recent passion,
knowing that you have done so before, sampled your own juices out of
curiosity and occasional necessity. “Mercy,” I murmur softly as I mold my body to yours… “Now, it’s my turn.”
Your words reverberate against my flesh. You pause, but
the grip in your hair tightens, and you bend to your task. I withdraw again. You don’t care…not this time. Your mouth opens, you almost
ask if those things and perhaps others are what I am referring to. “Mercy.”
Your hand vanishes. I feel my door, my sole support, open behind me…your arms the only thing
between my body and the pavement below. my prize is stolen from me, and I am destitute with the yawning
chasm of my desire left empty and abandoned.
