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You don't know where you woke up but it certainly wasn't whe..

19 Oct, 2023

Title: You don't know where you woke up but it certainly wasn't whe..

Message: You don't know where you woke up but it certainly wasn't where you fell asleep. It's dark. So Very, Very dark. And it's hot too, hot as hell. Your throat is so dry, as if every drop of moisture had been replaced with a scoop of hot ash. Every breath scratches in your throat like nails on a chalk board. It's so itchy you would shove a toilet brush down your throat if you had one and if you could move. But you don't have a toilet brush. And you can't move. You can't turn your head or lift your arms. You can't even move your eyes or open your mouth. All you can do is stare up at me perched over you, fingering my soaked pussy mere inches from your face. You can smell me, sweet and floral musk, a ripe and ready cunt. The smell alone would have you rock hard, the view of me flicking the clit of my spread open slit right over your face aroused you almost enough to take your mind off the terrible, burning dryness in your throat. Almost. Drips of my syrupy cum drop wastefully on your cheeks and chin. My tight slit accepts my fingers and a trickle of juice, tinted rose in the unnatural light, flows onto your face just below your lower lip. It tickles and you can't itch it. I pull drenched fingers from my hole trailing a string of refreshment, a bubble of thick juice swells at my opening, "Thirsty?", the tone of my voice, as sweet as it is, tells you I will never come to you. You try so hard to move, every ounce of will, even boosted by ever growing desperation and frustration, you cannot. You want to grab me, pull me down so you can suck every drop of liquid from my ever-flowing snatch, You want to taste me, feel the softness of my thighs on your head and the tender embrace of my puffy pussy lips on your face. You want to have a drink to sooth your throat, your throat is SO DRY But you can't, and you lay there in frustration for the rest of time Love you :3