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Ivy's sitting on my chest, her knees on either side of my head and her folds literally inches from my lips.
And I...
I am happily drowning in her. In her scent, in her juices. The way she came on my face...
My d**k twitches.
I loved it. Every bit. The way she lost herself in me. The way she thrust her hips into my mouth, grinding against my tongue. The way she gripped my hair, even the way she caressed my hands while I was kneading her breasts.
The way her breaths got heavier with every touch, the way she threw her head back as she trembled against my lips. The way she squeezed my tongue as her juices escaped like a mini waterfall, completely soaking my face...
She's perfect. And now she says she wants me in her mouth...
I'm honestly still a little apprehensive but
