Natahlia knows how much the idea of meeting your demise in her throat, towards her belly; works you up. How it makes you hard between your legs. Every part of you switching, tingling with desire at the thought of her tongue sliding against your body. Flicking forward to send you towards her Uvula. These vivid, vorevacious fantasies have been driving you mad. And Natahlia plans on taking full advantage of tease. She’s going to tease, torment you with the very things you yearn to embrace you. Her wet mouth, hungry stomach, entrapping grasp. You are hers for the taking. But first? She wishes f... Show more