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Lingual pleasuring
Wearing her collar I wait,
Blindfolded,
As she lowers to within reach
Of my tongue.
Such a gentle scent from a strong woman.
I flick out swiftly, gently, firmly
And am rewarded with her gasps of pleasure.
Reaching back, between my legs, she ever so gently
Strokes my fine hairs before squeezing my firm nipples, hard.
My nipples aren’t the only erect thing.
My cock, hard, is searching for a warm wet home.
A tug on the leash and an affectionate slap on my butt
Reminds me that this is not to be.
Blindfolded,
As she lowers to within reach
Of my tongue.
Such a gentle scent from a strong woman.
I flick out swiftly, gently, firmly
And am rewarded with her gasps of pleasure.
Reaching back, between my legs, she ever so gently
Strokes my fine hairs before squeezing my firm nipples, hard.
My nipples aren’t the only erect thing.
My cock, hard, is searching for a warm wet home.
A tug on the leash and an affectionate slap on my butt
Reminds me that this is not to be.
Published 3rd Jun 2013
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