Swallowing the South

Atlanta's heat wasn't just in the air; it was in her mouth. She took me in, her lips wrapping around my cock like a vice. She was hungry, starving, and I was her feast. She gobbled me up, her throat muscles contracting around me, her eyes watering. She was a mess, a beautiful, sloppy mess, and I couldn't get enough. She was swallowing the South, one stroke at a time.

• wet
• mouth
• sloppy
• atl
• toppy

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