and for me

She arched her back sharply to meet her lusty pawing fingers’ touch and then lifted her soft bottom high from the ground, pressing her pussy to me and toward me and for me and I thought, “surely she sees me,” but her tits flounced and her voice moaned and then all at once she beckoned me to touch her and I unloosed my pants and she began to scream and quiver and bend and move and I pressed my mouth to the fiery pulsation of pussy and licked the warm nectar from her overflowing well. And she thought,” strange that I never saw him.”

Lord Malinov, Journals of Lord Malinov

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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