Paul’s Dungeon

I feel my pussy melting, I wish I could dig my fingers into it, I’d love to have his big cock filling my silky smooth wet cave.

He takes his cock out of my mouth, all covered in my warm saliva, his glans shines, and some saliva strings hang from my lips to his tool.

He pulls the rope, making me stand on the tip of my toes, with my arms stretched over my head, he turns me around easily, I feel like a piece of meat hanging from the ceiling, for the delight of my master.

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Text and illustration by @sexticles

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