Hold onto my bicep and lick every drop of sweat as your tongue drags up the narrow trail of my armpit hair. I want your face buried in it so my scent can travel deep into your nose 😈
Yes, this one is getting to the point that only a fist can stimulate it any more. It has been on the farm for several years now, perhaps its time we replaced it? The quality of its milk is rapidly declining too? Shame. I had grown attached to its moans (