@Keepthoseeyeslockedonmine@kinkycats.org
Post #2242556
2026-05-07 07:41 UTC
Having picked you up and sat you on the table, he carefully laid you down, lifting your legs so your feet were planted on the tabletop, legs bent at the knees.
You felt a certain vulnerability as your skirt rode up, exposing your knickers. A part of you wanted to pull it down, cover yourself, while another part of you wanted him to pull them off and show them all just how wet you'd become.
There were 8 men, positioned all around you...
#thirstythursday
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@Keepthoseeyeslockedonmine@kinkycats.org 2026-05-07 07:42
...eyes fixed on you. They began to stroke and massage and play with your body: hands gliding over your tummy, tracing up the insides of your thighs, squeezing and massaging your breasts, cupping your pert arse cheeks. Your mind immediately turned to their potential endowments. They were all clothed but you imagined what each of their cocks may look like, how adept they might be at using them, who would be the first to take his satisfaction from you.