Gloryhole Swallows – Skylar B’s 2nd Visit Pic(s)
Skylar B., emboldened by her first experience, returned to the familiar alleyway. The rough-hewn wood of the gloryhole felt warm beneath her fingertips, a comforting familiarity. The anticipation thrummed in her lower belly, a delicious tension that only intensified as she pressed herself against the slick, dark hole. A low groan escaped her lips as a strong hand grasped her hips, pulling her closer. The rhythmic thrusts were relentless, each one sending shivers down her spine. She arched her back, her body writhing in ecstasy as she felt herself swallowed whole, the anonymous stranger’s power overwhelming her senses. The taste of sweat and arousal filled her mouth, a heady mix that fueled her passion. She cried out, a mixture of pleasure and surrender, as she reached her peak, the world dissolving into a kaleidoscope of sensation. The aftertaste lingered, a bittersweet reminder of the anonymous encounter, leaving her breathless and wanting more.
