Gloryhole Swallows – Amanda’s 2nd Visit Pic(s)
Amanda returned to the familiar alleyway, the dim light barely illuminating the worn brick wall concealing the gloryhole. The anticipation thrummed in her, a familiar excitement building with each step. She knelt, her breath catching in her throat as she pressed her lips to the rough-hewn hole. A warm, wet pressure met hers, a tongue exploring her mouth with practiced ease. The anonymous encounter was thrilling, the lack of visual connection heightening the intensity of the oral pleasure. She moaned softly, the sound muffled by the brick, as the rhythmic sucking and licking intensified. The pressure built, a wave of pleasure washing over her, culminating in a shuddering climax. She pulled back, breathless and flushed, a lingering warmth spreading through her. The experience, anonymous and intense, left her wanting more.
