Kudram123
Mental connections
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Female, 38
I saw my favourite lover late last night. I'd just been to the hairdresser and my shoulder length hair was looking all pretty.
He violently throatfucked me until I was bruised, gagging and tearing up. Then, as I was sprawled face down on my bed, jacked himself off all over the back of my head.
I was going to wash it out, but when I got up this morning, my hair still looked pretty good. I brushed it out and not a trace could be seen. So I'm sitting at my work desk, with his cum still in my hair.
Tonight I'm seeing my other lover. It turns me on to know that when he takes me to bed tonight, I'll be wearing another man's cum.
I saw my favourite lover late last night. I'd just been to the hairdresser and my shoulder length hair was looking all pretty.
He violently throatfucked me until I was bruised, gagging and tearing up. Then, as I was sprawled face down on my bed, jacked himself off all over the back of my head.
I was going to wash it out, but when I got up this morning, my hair still looked pretty good. I brushed it out and not a trace could be seen. So I'm sitting at my work desk, with his cum still in my hair.
Tonight I'm seeing my other lover. It turns me on to know that when he takes me to bed tonight, I'll be wearing another man's cum.