-
The Local Flavour
Date: 6/22/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Female Domination, Mature, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com
of their confinement, spraying my face with drops of cunt slime. With the other hand, she grabs my head and pulls me into her. My face slides slowly into her wet flesh. She increases the pressure on my head, while adjusting her hips up and down until my nose is tightly pressed against the stiff knob of her clit and my chin is buried inside her fuckhole. I can feel her cuntlips embracing my face so wide they almost touch my ears. Satisfied with the depth she has achieved, she starts to slowly grind her hips up and down, sliding her fat slippery cunt over my face. ‘Aah, nothing like a good slow face fuck.’ Both her hands are on my head now. She picks up the rhythm of her strokes. I can hear her moaning up above while her cunt slithers over my lips, nose and brow. Suddenly, she pushes me backwards. Breaking the fall with my elbows, I gain time to rearrange my legs before they double up beneath me. When I look up, the sole of her right foot is in my face and I am pushed further down onto my back. She straddles me and gathers my arms alongside my body with her feet. Then she sits down on my chest, knocking the air out of my lungs. Her belly drapes onto my forehead and her cunt settles down just inches from my face, drooling and grimacing like a monster in rage. It is an impressive view that lasts but a flash, yet it reaches right into the core of my being. The moment is broken when she leans forward and shifting her weight to her arms, pushes up her hips. Her cunt hovers ...