Just more to worship!!!! From what I can see it's perfectly proportioned.... And I would so love to ne in that chair to show you my appreciation.... Kisses Kaaren
One of the truly great things about queening, from the pussy licker’s perspective, is that the queen’s bottom becomes the whole world. The gorgeous round shape completes the metaphor, but the point is that nothing else mattters when that round bottom is upon one’s face.
There are no distractions, and even an occasional flick of the queen’s riding crop as she’s riding my face is hardly noticed. I am now a symphony conductor. Her bottom is a concert hall, and Queen Irene’s pussy is the orchestra. My job is to tease it through a series of gentle movements, slowly but inexorably building toward that crescendo.
Irene’s round bottom fits her slender frame indeed, but becomes globally immense. She is my queen - I am not just her subject but her throne.
What an interesting metaphor. I presume this means there is quite a bit of staccato stabbing of the tongue, and a healthy dose of frantic fortissimo with the lips...while you perform this oral opus. Great description here Rosco, I may borrow it and expand on it. :)
Just more to worship!!!!
ReplyDeleteFrom what I can see it's perfectly proportioned....
And I would so love to ne in that chair to show you my appreciation....
Kisses
Kaaren
Thank you for the compliment there...SlutLips. I hope you're staying healthy, saucy, happy and making the best of this rather unique era. :)
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ReplyDeleteOne of the truly great things about queening, from the pussy licker’s perspective, is that the queen’s bottom becomes the whole world. The gorgeous round shape completes the metaphor, but the point is that nothing else mattters when that round bottom is upon one’s face.
There are no distractions, and even an occasional flick of the queen’s riding crop as she’s riding my face is hardly noticed. I am now a symphony conductor. Her bottom is a concert hall, and Queen Irene’s pussy is the orchestra. My job is to tease it through a series of gentle movements, slowly but inexorably building toward that crescendo.
Irene’s round bottom fits her slender frame indeed, but becomes globally immense. She is my queen - I am not just her subject but her throne.
Rosco
What an interesting metaphor. I presume this means there is quite a bit of staccato stabbing of the tongue, and a healthy dose of frantic fortissimo with the lips...while you perform this oral opus. Great description here Rosco, I may borrow it and expand on it. :)
DeleteIt's the pants, that, well, erm, make your ass look ...
ReplyDelete"Big girl" pants? That's what you're saying? :)
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