Erotic Glances: sex sucking

Midnight, crimson sheets, sex sucking begins with silk restraints around delicate wrists. Blindfolded, every sensation is magnified. A feather teases her inner thighs; she whimpers “sex sucking” instantly. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she bucks, voice breaking on “Please sex sucking, please!” The toy circles mercilessly while she begs “More sex sucking, don’t stop sex sucking!” Her hips chase the pleasure, chains clinking with every thrust of her pelvis. “I’m sex sucking’s, only sex sucking’s,” she sobs as the first orgasm rips through her, squirting onto the sheets. They don’t stop. Wave after wave crashes while she screams “sex sucking screams “sex sucking” until the word dissolves into raw, animal cries and her body collapses, soaked, spent, still whispering “sex sucking” in worship.