Photographer: Mirko Panacek
Text: Isabelle Cheviot
Models: Mirko & Isa
I first moaned when his tongue touched my thighs...but then he licked my clit...it was like a jolt of electric pleasure that streaked through my body. I arched my body up for more...all I wanted was more...
He entered me with a long, firm thrust...opening me up in every sense of the word. I cried out involuntarily as he moved inside me...his strong arms holding me steady as he took me...
I sat on him and starting bouncing on his thick cock...he held me up on him, allowing me to focus on my movements...and my pleasure...
I mounted him in reverse, holding my hips above him and feeling his fingers exploring me before sliding my warm sheath onto his sword, coating it with a glaze of lust and joy.
And then....he took my ass...rather, I offered it and he accepted. I was glad and showed my gratitude by a series of orgasms that left me speechless. When finally he filled me with his seed, I accepted it gladly and with peace...for I knew there would be more.
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