tight ass burns, a wind whip cracks the silence, gushes of emotion spill onto the floor
silence eats away, as the friction stings, cries for relief, release a comfortable warmth
slap, leather falls from the windmill motion, landing its mark on reddish cheeks
crack after crack, never miss, bruises cut the air, groans turn to grunts, endurance perseveres
they all have their turns, sharing that whip across your bum
flesh so red, even the air makes it burn, just a slight brush, makes you cum
grab tables edge, as throbbing men take their tour
each complete the realm, from behind you are overwhelm
one after another, a friend, a brother make you their whore
~ADayDreamWriter
DAMN!!! HOT!!! HOT!!! HOT!!!
Glad you liked 😉
Not liked, soaked my panties over! 💋