Selfie Fetish 42 - CZĘŚĆ 9: finger-fed the puke slop and held eye contact 🤢

mint shirt, kitchen table, plastic tub in my hand. not exactly dinner manners.

sticky strings kept dragging from my lips to my fingers, sour mush on my tongue, little bits all over the table.

you would gag and i would laugh. i like being the gross one you still can't stop watching.

the nastier vomit mess is locked, obviously.