Gloryhole Swallows – Taylor’s 5th Visit Pic(s)
Taylor knew the drill. The dimly lit alley, the pungent smell of stale beer and desperation, the familiar tremor of anticipation. This was her fifth time at this particular gloryhole, and the anonymity was both thrilling and comforting. She’d found a rhythm here, a silent understanding with the unseen men on the other side. Tonight, she was ready. The rough wood pressed against her back as she knelt, the familiar hole a dark promise before her. A low groan echoed from the other side, a prelude to the rhythmic sucking and swallowing that would soon follow. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out, eager to meet the waiting flesh. The taste was familiar, a mix of sweat, anticipation, and something else… something uniquely masculine. The pressure increased, the rhythm intensified, and Taylor lost herself in the primal exchange, the anonymity fueling her passion. The sounds of mutual pleasure filled the small space, a symphony of moans and gasps. When it was over, she pulled back, breathless and satisfied, leaving behind only the lingering scent of arousal and the echo of shared pleasure.
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