Depth

She hasn’t showered

Her cum a sour paste coats my tongue

I smear metallic goodness all over my face

I inhale, her cum shoots up my nose bloking my air way

Deep in my brain I can feel her

All over my face she grinds her hips

I want more of her… I still can’t breathe

She grinds her clit hard on the tip of my nose it flattens under her thrusts

The warmth of her release sends my mind to euphoria

This is the moment i realize

The depth of my love

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