Liters for Her, Liters for You: Lesbian Spit Swallow Trio
You found us by the orange wall. Perfect timing, we're just getting started, and we don't stop. I'm the dark-haired one in black, and my tattooed friend and I have been building up this craving for days. Between us kneels our sweet sub in pink, hair tied up, head tilted back, mouth wide open. The spit flows the whole film long, not just now and then, from our glossy lips straight into her mouth and over her cheeks. She scrunches her face, laughs and comes back for more. I know you like this. Nobody admits it. Open up. You're next.