

Something is coming tomorrow.
Before the visuals, the words.
They’ve got dark eyes and dark harnesses. The leather constricting straps and collar feel amazing against their skin, their neck, their thighs - so amazing that their tits are perking through their striped shirt. They slip their hand under the fabric of their panties, where it’s burning already.
They can’t hold it for much longer. They wet the big dildo between their hungry lips, take these underwears off, so they can feel it in between their legs. It's so good. This sensation, deep inside, pushing, and the vibration, setting their clit on fire. This unspeakable feeling of opening up. Letting in. Wanting more, and more, and more, and deeper, and harder, until it throbs and pound like a warm magma, until the thrills go up their spine and their whole body is afire.
They wanna taste their own lust on the tip of their tongue after the storm is over.
I bet you can't wait neither.