I enter your suite and immediately kneel—graceful descent, hands, Vrede – 27

I enter your suite and immediately kneel—graceful descent, hands folded demurely, mouth already open in anticipation. Slide deep until I choke with joy—tears streaming not from pain but pure, overwhelming pleasure as you fuck my face relentlessly. Hold me there, feel my throat pulse gratefully around you while mascara paints joyful tracks down my cheeks. When my lips are swollen and breath ragged, bend me over the balcony railing (curtains drawn, city lights below), and thrust into every slick hole while I arch and sob your name in bliss.

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