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"After" (Senorita)
She dabs silky whipped cream
upon my lips with a soft touch
Her index finger caresses, better than any dream
Consumed by glorious dark eyes
powerless to show any form of aggression
wanting her, to have me, knowing she'll realize
Every touch welcome, igniting my lust
into a whirlwind blaze, difficult to contain
but following her lead, she guides, I trust
Delicate fingers, more cream, my tongue throbs
in sync with a quickening pulse
She leans close, as I sit, her rose scent does its job
Olfactory senses content to dance
Accompaniment is near silent
Her sweet breath and my drumming heart fill this expanse
Perfectly shaped lips meet mine
Our tongues tangle when she inserts
her heated excitement, smooth like wet dessert wine
Lifts the long floral patterned dress
reveals a horizontal scar, cesarean
and neat landing strip I wish to caress
Straddles my legs, unbuckles, unzips while we kiss
Internal inferno rages out of control
Hands on her ass, rise to my feet, 'Where is your bed,' cannot resist
As I carry, she navigates, a GPS like no other
Arrival, place her gently on the Queen Anne bed
Buttons undone, shirt jettisoned, between her thighs, plan to smother
My knees floor bound, pull her cute 'Y' to the beds edge, she sighs
Fingers ripple nipples, diamond cutters at attention
Drooling laps applied at random, soft inner thighs
Breath robbed, she gasps, a whisper most urgent, 'Lick me, baby'
No declination, my intentions in motion
happy to oblige, a shallow taste to drive her crazy
Spine arches, feet on my shoulders, knees move outward
Slow licks, tease her hooded trigger, calves parallel pink sheets
Her hands now tug at my shaved head, craving more of my invading prowler
Deep thrusts, twirls, swirls with variable speed
Sensing her proximity to release
I grasp each leg behind the knee, press back, relish her need
Legs tense, pushing my hands back as I return force
She then cries out, 'Oh god, oh god' her sweet shower ensues
Still licking, she shakes, twists and jerks, orgasm now endorsed
'Give me a taste' she sighs with a big cheesy grin
Sliding beside, I kiss her hard, she sucks, nibbles
my lips and tongue her smorgasbord of self therein
She climbs the wood, slides on and glides, lustrous, creamy
Squeezes my hard buttons, then bends to lick, 'Holy shit'
Greedy, selfish, breathe, deep breaths, sustaining is not easy
Winks, smiles and spins, riding reverse, her tight ass twerks
Lick my finger, slowly insert, her prison purse invites
Pussy humps, finger pumps, another climax in the works
Rapid gallop, proud horn buried within, finger to the knuckle
'Go, baby' I instruct 'Cum on my cock, let it all go'
Instructions are honored, a final rise and fall, she's satisfied double
She lifts, turns, contentment revealed, licks her full lips, lulls, 'It's your turn'
Grips my testi's, drools and teases, saliva coats a wooden mast
Soft bites, deeper, showing her capabilities, my thoughts discerned
She works her slick, tasty magic, pauses, 'Do you like this'
I nod, speech clouded by concentration, delay
Not willing to open the valve, my greed succeeds, cumming dismissed
Without warning she bites the rim, hard, extreme suction now applied
No effective tactic remains, explosion imminent, soon I am drained
Impossible to script this repayment, best after dinner treat ever supplied
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