“Make this big dick spit for Auntie~ don’t u stop cummin’, keep spitting up them nasty clumps of ball gunk 😵💫 stiff, greasy penis strokes all over ur pp 🥴🥜”
ran into my old middle school math teacher in the grocery aisle after all these years. she still had that same body i used to stare at from the back row. i walked straight up on her. the hesitation only hit when i opened my mouth. told her she still looked too good and that i used to sit in her class thinking about her more than the lesson. she froze for a second. gave me that little smile like she knew she shouldn't answer. said she remembered me. said i grew into my looks. I told her that wasn't the only thing that grew into itself. she looked down, then looked back at me like she already decided.