#372484 - She then rose up, filling her lungs with air, swirled her tongue around the head a few times, and humming on my shaft, as long as her wind was not blocked by my hard shaft in her throat, she would continue to hum. One evening we watched the sun go down Listening to soft music, it got dark on us. she's an Okie too remember? She really brought me out of my shell; she taught me how to share my thoughts, my feelings.
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