subcristi: Your taste, your texture, your essence, these things find solace in me. I want your cum to run down my throat, down my chin, I want your seed to dribble out of my cunt and ass, I will lick it off whatever surface. I want to walk around smelling like you, I want everyone to know who I belong to, who holds me in the palm of his hand, who makes my cunt dance.

subcristi:

Your taste, your texture, your essence, these things find solace in me. I want your cum to run down my throat, down my chin, I want your seed to dribble out of my cunt and ass, I will lick it off whatever surface. I want to walk around smelling like you, I want everyone to know who I belong to, who holds me in the palm of his hand, who makes my cunt dance.

(Source: pornoland)