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FANTASY FRIDAY: SHALL WE JUMP RIGHT IN?
I know, I know another post about oral sex but I just can’t help myself. This one is a little different, I promise. Now, let’s get your Friday off to the races. Ready to make a date with Olivia or send me feedback? Email oliviatwist@protonmail.com Please take my survey on touring companions here: https://form.jotform.com/260535606862056
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SEX EDUCATION
It’s been 10 days…have you missed me? I know I have missed you and Im sharing, maybe oversharing today. Im thinking of you. It was quite a Sunday funday. Look for more Olivia? Find what you are looking for meetoliviatwist.com. I would love your feedback for my latest survey on touring companions here: https://form.jotform.com/260535606862056
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TUESDAY LOVE: ORAL THOUGHTS
I know I’ve been a bad girl in not uploading any fresh content in over a week. Thank you for your patience. I hope you like my reentry.
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TUESDAY LOVE: THE MECHANICS OF ORAL
Your words are still burned in. my brain, “God, you are so wet.” Simple prose that unwraps the depth and intensity of a great afternoon.
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PETITE FRIDAY THOUGHTS: WHAT I ASK OF YOU
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MONDAY LOVE: THE POWER OF THE LICK II
I couldn’t think of a better title. I want you to know how good it feels.
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HUMP DAY LOVE: ALCHEMICAL ESSENCE
This is the journey.
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MONDAY MORNING LOVE: CAN YOU FEEL IT?
I know I am a little late today, but for the next time you step into the shower…
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POWER OF THE LICK
Listen and close your eyes. Let the power of your tongue lead. It will guide the pleasure and ecstasy that develops between us.
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POETRY OF OUR PRIVATE PARTS
My pussy. My breasts. Your dick. Anatomy meant to be treasured, worshipped. A steady hand to direct. Pleasure not to be taken for granted. Every time is like the first. A dick I am so familiar with. It has been in my mouth, my cunt, and in between my breasts so many times I have lost count. I am relentless in pursuit of this pleasure. Yet it never feels the same when you are inside of me. I kiss it – enveloping my lips around your shaft as if I am Python. Poetry of our privates.
