That was by far the best night of my life
Continue reading . I slid my finger in my mouth to get some spit and began rubbing
My hot little clit.
. I started to push my tongue into her, finding the taste sharper, but still not unpleasant, though not as good as my eyes pleaded with her for freedom from the pain and torture of the constant reminder that I was hers, and that I could do nothing to please myself without her approval. It was a few days later when she caught up with me, wanting to remind me of my place
That was by far the best night of my life
Continue reading . I slid my finger in my mouth to get some spit and began rubbing
My hot little clit.
. I started to push my tongue into her, finding the taste sharper, but still not unpleasant, though not as good as my eyes pleaded with her for freedom from the pain and torture of the constant reminder that I was hers, and that I could do nothing to please myself without her approval. It was a few days later when she caught up with me, wanting to remind me of my place
That was by far the best night of my life
Continue reading . I slid my finger in my mouth to get some spit and began rubbing
My hot little clit.
. I started to push my tongue into her, finding the taste sharper, but still not unpleasant, though not as good as my eyes pleaded with her for freedom from the pain and torture of the constant reminder that I was hers, and that I could do nothing to please myself without her approval. It was a few days later when she caught up with me, wanting to remind me of my place
