Something about the soothing cadence and formal tone of the British voice makes just about any request — or order — sound like it’s presenting the utmost in propriety. “Just stash the bodies in the closet.” Yes, sure thing. “Fuck my face.” And how!
It all sounds about as harmless as afternoon tea and crumpets, but a good deal sexier. We’d always dreamed of having a Brit beau or babe at our side, but with this kind of devotion perhaps it’s best left as a fantasy. A refined, quirkily humoured, face-fucking fantasy, though.
· Fuck my face (pornhub.com)
