He had a soft voice
He talked about moon and stars
It was like love making
I kept thinking of taking off his clothes
Taking his dick in my mouth
And licking it
It would make justice
To the warmth his nocturnal voice
Was giving to my ears.
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whew! lucky guy hahaha
🙂 Thank you.
From nature to sex and back to warm sounds.
Yes. 🙂 Thank you for reading.
You are most welcome
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