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Anonymous No.215170567 >>215170836 >>215171079 >>215171968
Do you think Elizabeth is above capeshit?
Anonymous No.215170582
its not really a matter of opinion
Anonymous No.215170605
Anonymous No.215170798
she's above many things, and I should be beneath her
Anonymous No.215170808 >>215170825
She needs to stand above me and plant her crotch right on my mouth.
Anonymous No.215170825
>>215170808
oh you
Anonymous No.215170826
She needs to kick my balls and spit on my face
Anonymous No.215170836 >>215173387
>>215170567 (OP)
>tfw no stinky, slavic goth gf
Anonymous No.215171079
>>215170567 (OP)
She looks like she can't afford panties.
Anonymous No.215171968
>>215170567 (OP)
easily
Anonymous No.215173387
>>215170836
>stinky, slavic goth
The former goes without saying for either of the latter things
Anonymous No.215174599 >>215174656
Her long, dark, intricately folded labia are staring me right in the face, mere inches from my desperate lips. Her sweaty, urine-tinged reek fills my nostrils and my cock strains against my cage, grooling with precum. She’s pushed her pink ballet tights down to her knees and the back of my head is resting against the damp gusset -- I'm enveloped in a heavenly miasma of her scents. She’d been wearing these thick tights throughout the scene as they filmed, and has come back to her trailer for, ostensibly, a days-end shower, but has decided to have some fun with her sissy sub. Her downy dark blonde bush is glistening with beads of sweat. I’m begging, almost incomprehensibly, to worship her fragrant folds, or to have her press her swampy ass into my face and let me nurse at her perfectly puckered hole.
Anonymous No.215174656
>>215174599
"I know…I know, baby…mommy knows you want to please…" she purrs, in the rich, faux-Romany accent she uses in character. Although she has already shed her red bustier and shucked down her tights, she is still wearing her witch’s headdress and those long, rich red gloves. She holds my head with her satin-clad hands and pushes it back, and I open my obedient mouth, waiting for her sweet nectar. Her saliva is stringy and plentiful, and it seems an eternity as I watch it drip from her parted lips onto my tongue. I reflexively sigh and close my eyes as her sugary kiss slides warmly into the back of my throat, and when I open my eyes she's staring into mine in satisfaction. "Good boy...good *boy*..." she coos and now my favorite part, as she pulls her tights up to encase me, trap my head in her moist womanhood, where I slurp and kiss and lick and worship.