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Wild In Her Smile
it was like any other hot summer sunday
sittin in the church pew
in my button up shirt, my best wranglers and boots
listen to the preacher preach
when i saw her
is daughter
the clearest blue eyes i'd ever seen
as she smiled at me
when the service let out
she introduced her self
they'd just move from the deep south
her accent drew me in
we spent weeks just talking
until one sunday
when she slide up next to me
and whispered in my ear
follow me
as she lead me to an empty choir room
she locked the door and turn on some good ole country tunes
i sat there and watched as she started to dance
i found myself in a trance
i watched as her white cotton dress fell to the floor
she walked over to me as i watch her hips sway
and she climb up and straddled me
with this little grin
she whispered in my ear, fuck me
as she bit my neck
she told me we dont have much time before daddies service get done
kissing me deep
biting my bottom lip
as she unzipped
my pants and slid them down
kissing and biting my neck
her nails scratchin my back
before i knew i was picking her up and laying her on the floor
lining our bodies up just right
clit on clit
as our hips
grinned into each other
massaging her chest with my tongue
her nipples getting hard
as i suck
and bite them
she's moaning in my ear
it turns me on
so my hips move faster and i know she's getting close
with one more push, we cum together
i kiss down her body
as i lick up every trace of her
making her body shake
sticking my tongue inside her dripping pussy
her hands on my head
pushing me deeper inside her
her hips grinding into me
as she fucks my face
my nails in her hips
i pull out and lick her sweet clit
biting it softly
sucking
as i hear moans grow louder
i know the flood gates are about to open again
so i stick my tongue back in
as let her sweet juices slide down my throat
she may have everyone else fooled with her "innocence"
but i see the wild in her smile.
sittin in the church pew
in my button up shirt, my best wranglers and boots
listen to the preacher preach
when i saw her
is daughter
the clearest blue eyes i'd ever seen
as she smiled at me
when the service let out
she introduced her self
they'd just move from the deep south
her accent drew me in
we spent weeks just talking
until one sunday
when she slide up next to me
and whispered in my ear
follow me
as she lead me to an empty choir room
she locked the door and turn on some good ole country tunes
i sat there and watched as she started to dance
i found myself in a trance
i watched as her white cotton dress fell to the floor
she walked over to me as i watch her hips sway
and she climb up and straddled me
with this little grin
she whispered in my ear, fuck me
as she bit my neck
she told me we dont have much time before daddies service get done
kissing me deep
biting my bottom lip
as she unzipped
my pants and slid them down
kissing and biting my neck
her nails scratchin my back
before i knew i was picking her up and laying her on the floor
lining our bodies up just right
clit on clit
as our hips
grinned into each other
massaging her chest with my tongue
her nipples getting hard
as i suck
and bite them
she's moaning in my ear
it turns me on
so my hips move faster and i know she's getting close
with one more push, we cum together
i kiss down her body
as i lick up every trace of her
making her body shake
sticking my tongue inside her dripping pussy
her hands on my head
pushing me deeper inside her
her hips grinding into me
as she fucks my face
my nails in her hips
i pull out and lick her sweet clit
biting it softly
sucking
as i hear moans grow louder
i know the flood gates are about to open again
so i stick my tongue back in
as let her sweet juices slide down my throat
she may have everyone else fooled with her "innocence"
but i see the wild in her smile.
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