Gloryhole Swallows – Apr. 12, 2013 (Remastered) Pic(s)
Once upon a seedy night in the heart of the city, a nasty strawberry blonde named Bella entered the dimly lit, labyrinthine maze of the Gloryhole Den. The intoxicating aroma of her favorite strawberry lip gloss lingering on her full, plump lips, she savored the anticipation that thrummed through her veins. Tonight, her deep throat would be put to the ultimate test at this notorious anonymous pleasure palace. Bella’s heart raced as she approached a stall clad in worn, red velvet, her eyes glued to the lip-shaped aperture in the partition. She caressed the rough, textured surface, feeling the coolness of the porcelain beneath her fingers. Her breath caught as she heard the muffled sounds of wet, sexual gratification on the other side. A palpable, tantalizing thrill coursed through her body.
Bella leaned her head closer to the hole, teasingly parting her lips as she traced her plump bottom lip with her tongue. She could sense the heat and eagerness of the unknown man on the other side. His greedy hands pressed against the partition, eager to touch her, to taste her. Bella felt an uncontrollable shiver travel from the base of her spine to the top of her head. “Oh, sweet goddess,” groaned the man. “Such beautiful, full lips. I’ve wanted to taste you… to see you take me deep in your throat, again and again.”
The sultry, anonymous voice sent exquisite thrills through Bella. She wriggled her shoulders, slowly lowering her head, allowing her lips to graze the muffled opening. She tasted his prelude, felt the warmth of his arousal upon her tongue, and savored his musky scent. As they kissed through the hole, Bella tasted the soft, moist tip of his penis, reverently exploring his taste and sensation. She licked, swirled, and sucked, teasing him, knowing he longed for more. He pressed harder against the partition, his breathing heavy, his moans catching in his throat.
