When I see this picture, I take a deep breath.
The scent of him, the warmth of his cock on my lips, the intense, overwhelming desire to please him. I want to feel the weight of his balls in my hands. I want to memorize every ridge, the shape, the feel of the soft skin over hardness with my fingertips, mouth, and tongue – burn it into my mind.
This is worship.
Another from my old blog! 🙂
I’m feeling sexy and nostalgic.