

Excerpt from some of my own erotica.
Paper Thin Walls.
I can imagine him, head between her legs, inhaling her scent and drinking in the sight of her. Before pressing his soft warm lips against her moist, wet and inviting pussy. She throws her head back on the pillow in ecstasy as he laps up her juices, inserting his tongue into the warm wet crevice of her and firmly tracing her folds with his tongue. Pointing the tip and circling her prominent throbbing clitoris, teasing and flicking while she writhes with pleasure. My thoughts have me writhing under my bed clothes, searching for my own dark warm place
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