Annette Benson
Working the morning shift can become gloomy as autumnal changes bring coolness and shorter hours of sunlight. Yet awakening with two naked males, trained to gently tongue between my thighs until I stir, more than compensates for the dullness of my darkened bedroom.
On this morning Peeties lips work my labia. I have his nose restraint clipped to my c*********s harness...a narrow waist belt with a snap hook hanging over my mons. Though not really needed to assure Peeties attention, it keeps his head and face properly aligned with my well trimmed genitalia and provides a constant reminder that his task is to pay homage throughout the night. And so my little castrate licks and licks as my dreams erode and my consciousness returns.
Meanwhile Willies face press
