He can only imagine how it must feel for you, having his fingers
The hard slap of his pelvis against your swollen, glistening
They keep him held on the brink over and over, that constant
Time had lost all importance, not a moment had passed where his
In these times of peace, the lord of this region had honed his
At first she pleaded for him to speed up; Â a while later,
The shrill scrape of cloth tearing as his fingers rip open her
Feeling that burning sensitivity quivering within his mouth,
Dominating you with words alone; a phone call that makes hours
Lost in pleasure behind the blindfold, your mind racing at the
She had always been his most treasured student, always a fantasy
pleasure-island-stories:Justin didn’t give a second thought
A submission from the lovely Jacques, giving in to his donkey
His pleasure is (literally) in her hands now.
HIS TONGUE STIRS THE PASSION BETWEEN HER LEGS…
HIS TONGUE HITS THE SPOT. SHE MOANS LOUDLY, HER CLIMAX APPROACHING…
HIS TONGUE BETWEEN HER LEGS, HE TAKES HIS TIME TO PLEASURE HIS
PLEASURING HIS COCK She rides him slowly, concentrating the
His pleasure is more important than your need to breathe.
His Pleasure
His pleasure… pleases her.
His pleasure is my purpose.
His pleasure is my purpose.
His pleasure is my purpose.
His pleasure is my purpose.
His pleasure is my purpose.
His pleasure is my pleasure!
His pleasure is my pleasure!
His pleasure is my pleasure!
His pleasure is my purpose.
His pleasure is my pleasure!
For His pleasure...
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His pleasure is my purpose.
His sperm…being given for his pleasure and ours….
His interest in the soft fine hair hidden at the back of her