The facial laying on of spew is wonderfully warm and, need one add, radiantly generous. Here, there can be no doubt that the succour of the sheath for the knob has been well emulated by the treasuring mouth, and that this has not been a rivalry between a reluctant and a clamouring enclosure, but a dialogue of treasuring sharers of the same wealth, of guardians of the same virtue. We feel the wash of fateful trust -- naïveté, would not be an offensive term -- in the bestowal, even as we marvel at intrepid bulb's oblation as if anointed, ourselves, by unearned unction of its succulence. But there is more to flow from fellatio's frenzied slit, and treasure still to steep our hero's lips in solvents of his penis scream.
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The facial laying on of spew is wonderfully warm and, need one add, radiantly generous. Here, there can be no doubt that the succour of the sheath for the knob has been well emulated by the treasuring mouth, and that this has not been a rivalry between a reluctant and a clamouring enclosure, but a dialogue of treasuring sharers of the same wealth, of guardians of the same virtue. We feel the wash of fateful trust -- naïveté, would not be an offensive term -- in the bestowal, even as we marvel at intrepid bulb's oblation as if anointed, ourselves, by unearned unction of its succulence. But there is more to flow from fellatio's frenzied slit, and treasure still to steep our hero's lips in solvents of his penis scream.
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