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Just as demanding
My heart pounds.
Your stare alone,
intoxicates me.
It is not the wine
that brings warmth
to my blood it is
your eyes..
Deeply scalding my
avoidance of your
stare. So intently..So
provocative. Knowing
it is my shyness that
intrigues you.
You ask how I
like it?
-I like it;
when you stand
tall, my knees
to the ground
my mouth opened,
begging for
your perverted
dirty cock.
Oh, how I love
sucking, licking,
my tongue up and
down and up
again and down
to your shaft
then again slowly
up to your most
sensitive engorged
head..french kissing
my King like a hungry
little whore..As Hot
sweet liquid runs
slowly down my
throat giving me
what I've yearned
for the most..
You, thanking me
-With your Fucking..
Your stare alone,
intoxicates me.
It is not the wine
that brings warmth
to my blood it is
your eyes..
Deeply scalding my
avoidance of your
stare. So intently..So
provocative. Knowing
it is my shyness that
intrigues you.
You ask how I
like it?
-I like it;
when you stand
tall, my knees
to the ground
my mouth opened,
begging for
your perverted
dirty cock.
Oh, how I love
sucking, licking,
my tongue up and
down and up
again and down
to your shaft
then again slowly
up to your most
sensitive engorged
head..french kissing
my King like a hungry
little whore..As Hot
sweet liquid runs
slowly down my
throat giving me
what I've yearned
for the most..
You, thanking me
-With your Fucking..
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