By Martin Parr

By Martin Parr

“You can say anything and I will not abandon you.”

in my heart the only cure for a father is a brother, but there's no cure for a brother

mm23 pt 2

oral inspections…

a thumb running along the seam of your lips, warming you up slowly until it’s pushing in and letting you suck shyly on it, the pad of it feeling along your tongue and exploring deeper, coaxing you with a gentle press down to open up and stick your tongue out for them, a soft hum of approval and a big, wet lick over your outstretched tongue…

or maybe a hand squeezing your cheeks, a low command to open up and show them, the hand keeping its grip on your jaw as it falls open and two fingers immediately filling the space, jamming into the back of your throat and making you gag, feeling over the bumps of your teeth, pinching your tongue and pulling it out, a harsh spit into the cavern of your mouth, all that drool starting to dribble down your chin and earning you some mean tuts and a comment about how messy you are…

just, oral inspections !!!

hey sorry that i got drunk and asked you to take advantage of me while rubbing my face against your leg like an animal . the offer is still open btw