Gloryhole Swallows – Kristina’s 2nd Visit Pic(s)
Kristina returned to the familiar alleyway, the dim light barely illuminating the worn brick wall concealing the gloryhole. The anticipation thrummed in her lower belly, a familiar excitement that only this particular anonymous encounter could provide. 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 skill. The rhythmic sucking was intense, a deep, throaty sound accompanying the urgent thrusts. Kristina moaned, her body arching involuntarily as the pleasure intensified. The anonymous stranger’s skill was exquisite, his tongue dancing across her clitoris, bringing her to the edge of ecstasy. She cried out, a mixture of pleasure and abandon, as she reached her peak, her body trembling with the force of the orgasm. The pressure eased, the stranger’s tongue withdrawing slowly, leaving her breathless and wanting more. Kristina lingered for a moment, savoring the lingering warmth, before finally pulling away, leaving the alleyway as silently as she had arrived.
