New gold ring

Lora’s got a lovely picture of me on her phone. I’m smiling, my hair looks really nice, my blue eyes are sparkling and my make-up looks great. It’s the sort of photo I’d be perfectly happy to have on my passport or driving license. I think my Mum would put it in a frame and keep it on her dressing table with the other family portraits.

But I won’t be able to use it for any official documents, and I certainly won’t be able to get a print and frame it for Mum’s birthday, because I’ve also got my tongue sticking out. In the foreground you can see Lora’s very neat landing strip and pressed against my tongue is her shining clit and the new gold ring that passes through her hood.