Roxybon - The Aftermath Anonymous 12/24/2019 (Tue) 15:19:31 No.3220 del
>But would you let roxybon abuse your throat?
Imagine the aftermath. You're slouched in a corner of the room on the floor, a mixture of your drool and her juices dripping down your chin as you're slowly regaining your breath. Roxybon sitting on a sofa regaining her own strength. She locks eyes with you and beckons you closer. You notice she's already starting to stiffen again. You try but you cannot resist the siren's lure and crawl closer, sitting yourself on the floor by her feet. She gently takes your head by the chin and cradles it in her hands for a moment then leans in, kisses your forehead and whispers in your ear "Round two, my pet..."