Look at them, so soft, so bright red and glossy. You can't look away. I don't want you to look away, I want you to keep staring, I want you to get lost in every glisten and every shimmer. You're fixated on my nice wet pouty lips. You're so fucked up on them. You can't help it, focus on my bright red glossed lips. Stare my lip slave. Your purpose is right here. Don't you just love the noises that they make? The sultry existence that my lips thrive on make you so weak. Its okay. Its okay to feel weak, and fall deeper in love with my lips. Its okay to be turned on by my lips, nice and horny fo... Show more