Description: #39 Happy holiday, my sweet and free child. We will meet again like this, you kneeling at my feet, your mouth full of me, my eyes enjoying your serene, languid, apparently submissive gaze (a flash of shamelessness reveals the awareness that it is you who is leading the game, despite a hand pushes your head and you, condescendingly, let her do it, despite a thousand other appearances that could indicate the opposite). By sucking my soul away and making it yours, you will tell me about the other men you have welcomed into your mouth in these weeks of distance, in the too many, ferocious days that have not seen our bodies interpenetrate. You can't give Calamity a summer of abstinence. It's a mortal sin

#39 Happy holiday, my sweet and free child. We will meet again like this, you kneeling at my feet, your mouth full of me, my eyes enjoying your serene, languid, apparently submissive gaze (a flash of shamelessness reveals the awareness that it is you who is leading the game, despite a hand pushes your head and you, condescendingly, let her do it, despite a thousand other appearances that could indicate the opposite). By sucking my soul away and making it yours, you will tell me about the other men you have welcomed into your mouth in these weeks of distance, in the too many, ferocious days that have not seen our bodies interpenetrate. You can't give Calamity a summer of abstinence. It's a mortal sin

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