What is it? The absolute and insatiable attraction to her asshole? I know it is not clean, and not where I might otherwise go. But it's another hole. That's it. A hole.
There's depictions of her licking assholes. Usually another woman, because to see her nose, her tongue and her lips up a hairy guy's asshole and under his sweaty balls, well, it doesn't get me off when I'm looking up her skirt, but it might get him off.
Better, to see her pull down her pants and stick her lips and tongue up the snatch of another beautiful... and groomed and trim woman. To pull those luscious asscheeks apart and love and lick and smell and pull out that secret rosebud of sex and shit.
Because her vagina, her cunt, her fuckhole isn't enough. It's flappy and wet and sticky and it's ready for cock. It's deep, but her asshole has her fine hair and her shitty sweaty smell. She can lick that, she can not get enough.
She can grab her ass and smell her asshole, and tease her. My tongue is not on your clit, but lower. Where you spread your own ass and shit. Your inner crevice. Where you are vulnerable, not sexy and spreading your legs, flashing the men, but actually sitting on the toilet. Pushing out shit and wiping yourself. Feeling your own curve, your own joined thighs to around, under your pubic mound and hairy-slick cunt lips.
Back further, your tight ass where a tongue doesn't belong. Where a cock doesn't fit. Where it goes out but doesn't go in. Where I'm licking you as you stick your ass up in the air and spread to get more, to let me kiss deeper.
And come right onto that hole.
Because that's all you would let me do.
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