7: purpose
Added 2025-02-08 01:00:04 +0000 UTCWithout saying anything I put his d*k in my mouth, s*cking as if my life depended on it. I don't know how I managed to get that in my mouth. At times I felt like my airways were getting blocked, but that motivated me more to keep licking that monstrous d*ck. My throat was being abus*d and my nose was brushing against the thick bush that this man had on top of his d*ck. The noise was constant and the thrusts into my mouth were getting faster and faster. I was there physically, but my soul was finding its true purpose: to be a milk-drinking sl*t.
