Filthykings
Penelope Kay, Duncan Saint Pic(s)
The heavy textbook lay forgotten on the quilt as her focus narrowed to the single bead of sweat tracing the sharp line of his jaw. Her breath hitched, a tiny, captured sound in the quiet room, as she watched it journey down the corded strength of his neck and disappear beneath the collar of his simple white t-shirt. The scent of him, a clean mix of soap and the faint, musky warmth of his skin, filled her lungs with every shallow inhale, becoming an intoxicating rhythm more compelling than any academic text. Her fingers, which should have been turning pages, ached with a phantom memory of the rough texture of his stubble from a casual goodnight gesture days ago. The lamplight caught the flex of his forearm as he shifted, highlighting the powerful tendons and the dark dusting of hair that made her mouth feel inexplicably dry. She imagined the heat radiating from his body, a palpable force field that seemed to pull her closer across the scant few feet separating them, warping the very air between them. Every logical thought dissolved under the weight of this new, illicit curriculum, her entire being focused on the unconscious part of his lips as he concentrated. A flush bloomed deep within her, a slow, spreading warmth that pulsed in time with the frantic beat of her heart, mapping a secret geography of desire across her skin. In that suspended moment, the only lesson she was learning was the silent, aching language of his proximity, a study in want that required no words.
Big Dick | Big Tits | Blowjob | Brunette | Caucasian | Cumshot | Deepthroat | Facial | Family Roleplay | Fantasy | Handjob | Hardcore | Hd Porn | Natural Tits | Older/Younger | Open Mouth Facial | Panties | Pov | Shaved Pussy | Stepdad | Straight Porn | Taboo | Tattoo & Piercing | Teen | Titty Fuck
