( it's easy to picture him — her spoiled brother, his bleeding expression, pouty mouth and flushed skin. there's a reason he's so inclined to the arts, and it's because he's the aspirational masterpiece. he pulls genius out of people like a wolf pulls out innards — and this is where parisa excels, where her particular talents flourish. )
Please my love, my goddess, my reason for being. Jaanam, my moon and stars. Eshgham, eshgham.
[ He's clearly edging himself in this video, stroking his cock faster, sliding his palm over the piercing at the tip. Breathless little gasps somewhere above the camera, repeating the words he's written like a mantra, eshgham, eshgham, their mother tongue. Then he catches himself, stopping and squeezing himself at the base with a groan. ]
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Please, what?
Send me another video. 🖤
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[ He's clearly edging himself in this video, stroking his cock faster, sliding his palm over the piercing at the tip. Breathless little gasps somewhere above the camera, repeating the words he's written like a mantra, eshgham, eshgham, their mother tongue. Then he catches himself, stopping and squeezing himself at the base with a groan. ]
Fuck I'm so hard for you.