The doctors saved you but you’re still dead. 🖤
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Ear stretching journey:
Just go up a size to 2.5 in white tapers
and bought a 3.0 in a neon green for when I move up from 2.5
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Get ready to get wrecked with all the art of my Goth paladin Sera and her cute girlboss party yall
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I can feel the soft tassel grazing my cleavage as I sway impatiently under your scrutiny. You will likely tug at it in your grasp when you crave my obedience to your wishes. The pull will be subtle but my compliance will be in line with my own desires. Realizing my self-soothing hug to shield myself could be misunderstood… I allow my arms to unfold and drop to my hips. Your eyebrows raise in appreciation of my revealing shift, but no other move is made to make contact with my body. The anticipation and impatience is reflected in my own caresses to emulate your hands. I trace the contours of my hips downward towards my inner thighs to relieve the yearning ache that builds between. You smile to encourage further exploration on my part, recognizing my appetites growing… pleased your abstinence and delay is having the desired effect. I can feel my covered nipples tightening and definitively tenting the adhesive tape. The sensations contribute to a throbbing below and I rub myself slowly, as if that will bring some relief to my growing needs. It only serves to torment, until I allow a finger to dip into my drenched portal. The gasp and welcoming whimper surprises us both and you finally beckon me closer, opening your mouth to suggest I share what glistens on my fingertip. Dutifully, I place it on your outstretched tongue, only to have it nursed deeper inside past your lips. I watch as your eyes roll from savoring the offering. When it is beyond clean, you signal for another helping to be served. Now lubricated, I delve deeper to collect more, taking my deserved time to stimulate myself while you watch with interest. My moans are deeper now as my hips undulate in response to a second filling finger. When withdrawn, they are fairly dripping and you quickly claim them with your mouth. As you quench yourself, you look up into my eyes with an intensity that sends a shiver through me. You guide my other hand to delve and queue up another sample for your greedy enjoyment. I moan with the self-pleasuring as I alternate between helpings acquired for your consumptive tasting. The suction has its own rewards as your tongue darts and dances on each finger full I offer. Content to be waited upon, your gratitude is lacking when it comes to my escalating need to cum. I intensify my manipulations with every probe to bring me closer… until I am quivering. I stare back into your eyes as I crest toward the inevitable, begging for reciprocity. Within the moment betwixt and between, you plunge your busy tongue deep inside me, suckling the juicy source to trigger the climax of my own crafting. Grasping your head to anchor you there for the ride from my writhing response, your muffled groan echos inside me as I wail in harmony and wild abandon.
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