TFebruary: Smelling

 

Model; Voilet Myers

I spent so many years dreaming about how this would feel. Imagining the soft curvaceous body of my dreams. Imagining a huge hard cock sliding past my soft lips or filling my wet, needy pussy.

Funny how I never gave much thought to my other senses. 

How my voice would sound moaning around a cock. 

How good he would smell, the rich Musk aroma of him as I bury my face in his crotch with his dick stuffed down my throat. 

God, it's so addictive.

Almost as addictive as the orgasms this body can give me. 

Almost as addictive as the taste of his cum

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