Adorazione dell'ombelico sudato
I just came back from the gym. All sore, all sweaty, thinking about nothing but a hot shower. But before I even reach the bathroom, Sarah walks in.
She's looking at my fit belly, her eyes locked on every drop of sweat rolling down my abs. And then she suddenly asks the cutest question. "Can I lick it? Please, let me worship your sweaty belly button."
Well, how could I say no to that? I agree, and Sarah drops to her knees in front of me like she's been waiting her whole life for this moment. Her slippery tongue touches my belly and immediately starts working. Slow, wet licks up my hard abs. Deep circles around my navel.
I'm moaning already. The feeling of her warm, wet tongue on my sore, sweaty skin is unreal. She's lapping up every drop of sweat, plunging her tongue deep into my belly button, worshipping every inch of my fit stomach like it's a temple.
My whole body is tingling, my muscles relaxing under her devoted tongue. And then it hits me. A full, shaking BELLYGASM. My abs are contracting, my back is arching, and I'm moaning louder than ever.
Sarah just gave me the best post-gym relaxation of my life. Who needs a shower when you have a personal belly worshipper?
Would you survive with your tongue on my sweaty belly?
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