I’ve been imagining him on top of me, tasting his skin, his sweat, and the feel of his cock in my throat.
I’ve been craving throatfucking lately even more than fucking fucking. It’s the intensity I think. The eye-watering, suffocating, obliterating intensity of it.

To fuckbuddy or not to fuckbuddy

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