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Hands Of God (All three excerpts)
It starts off with our soft kisses
Full of such blisses
First I let my hand fill with your breast
Slowly moving down with this caress
Your skin as smooth as the softest silk
I want nothing more then it to succumb to my will
I squeeze my hand between the barrier of your underwear
I let my fingers feel everything, down to the smallest hairs
The tip of my finger touches the outer walls
I feel your juices which mean your desire responded to the calls,
Produced by my hands
Favorite part of our nights plans
I slide my finger ever so slightly up your lips
Watching the almost unnoticeable movement in your hips
My finger feeling for that prized little treasure
With the slightest touch you close your eyes in pleasure
Using only my one fingertip I massage her up and down, down and up
Your juices flowing out even more now, I think I could fill a cup
It turns me on, leaving me throbbing inside my denim walls
Waiting to be set free and fall
But that story is for another piece of poetry
I spread your lips, thinking "Show it to me"
Now your naked clit is in my line of sight, my slave
I look in your eyes that say go ahead babe
I fit the swollen piece between my fingertips with just enough grip
To cause you hand clenching pleasure while I steer this ship
I vibrate my hands with your clit still enslaved, no batteries required
You arch your back, eyes rolls back, your need to moan getting higher
You can't with your family in the next room, holding in all that feel good
I hear your juices gush as my hands gyrate, is it still called morning wood?
Your so close to climax, and this isn't the first time
I hear your Mom knock on the door,I think "Why" as I let out my sigh
"Dinner's ready come on and eat youse"
After this meal, hope you're ready for part two
INTERMISSION
Now that I'm nourished and ready to go
I hope your mind is ready to blow
The same way your insides will
Once they get the rest of my godly feel
Time to get the mood started again I think
But lets get it on already is on your minds brink
Quickly I tear off your pants, time to finish our interrupted plans
Maliciously I pull off your panties, I have to feed the hunger in these hands
Round two has begun, and you my hun are done
I left off using my hand as your own personal vibrator
No batteries to this hand made gyrator
I rub your clit to get the juices going
After a small moan I feel your nectar flowing
Your lips are so wet, my hands gliding up and down
Visiting the outskirts of this pussy town
I suck on your clit to make it erect
Your increased blood flow I detect
Now that you are teeming with desire
Time for me to spark the fire
I gently slide my middle and ring finger inside you
I feel like spiderman, this is my big debut
I notion my long fingers in a come hither action
Hitting your g and a spot, I watch your reaction
I love these parts of pussy town, they're the hot spots
With my hands I know many more spots, lots and lots
After thirty seconds your hands are gripping the sheets
It feels so good but you can't express it, you say
"baby please,
you gotta stop or I'll scream"
Letting your legs close tight, I ignore you for a couple seconds more
Your wet velvet walls enclosing my hands, closing your juicy doors
I pull out as you raise your head, your eyes rolled back
You drop back down, hands frozen in pleasure, inside I clap
I love bringing you to your breaking point of sinful delight
Time to start all over again, this is the beginning of our night
I have tools given to me from the gods, use them wisely I do
You are my victim of godly torture, and you have no clue
I slide my two finger rod inside your Mount Olympus
I won't stop until your twitching, about to bust
Gush all over my fingers as they please you
Thats all these gifted hands ever want you to do
Using my index and middle, I hook them, get ready
I slide them side to side across your G town, hold steady
This one is your favorite, or so says your moist insides
You can't even moan when I do this, uh, side to side
Another knock on your door, what the fuck
Today I have the tools just not the luck
"I need your help,Come help me with groceries"
You quickly get dressed and leave
Looks like I have to dry my hands and prepare for another round
This time I will make sure she makes a sound
The hands of God unleashed upon her innocent Queendom
I will take over and she will not ask for freedom
INTERMISSION
Finally after "two" many interruptions, I can finish my mission
A job that requires my gifted hands, once I'm done she'll be wishing...
For more of these five screws to screw her, screw her good
No hesitation now, time to show her how we do it in the heavens hood
No underwear, easy access to her unsecured queendom
Time to take over, no prisoners, no freedom
Every part of her finely crafted genitalia for my playing
My fingers slide right into her moist abyss, time for hip swaying
Sliding in and out with ease, her lips engulf my hands
I love the way it looks when two fingers are in no mans land
Thank Zeus for these hands babe, because no one else knows your spots
I can make your mind reach euphoric highs, climbing over the top
Your sweet nectar sliding down my palm as I massage your a-spot
If only you knew how hard this made my cock
I take my other hand and place my thumb on your blood-filled clit
I want to make your body twitch, thinking this it
Your so hot, body flowing with tingles of desire and lust
Now I will hit you with what's called the triple treat so you can bust
Triple stimulation, too overwhelming for most
But you are defending you queendom, your post
Your smooth insides feel so good on my fingers
Your taste and smell I'm sure will linger
Time to win this war, thrust my fingers in deep
Hook them again and pull out, hitting your spots so free
You let out a moan, you are giving in to my will
It feels like an ocean now, time for the kill
Faster and faster my fingers slide across your treasured lands
My finger frantically rubbing the tip of your clit, you feel it in your hands
Your legs are rising up, hands clenching tight
Time to release my power and might
Your back arching, mouth gaped, you want to moan
All the pleasure in your face is being shown...
Through your leg quirks, your walls closing in
But I won't stop until the end
Your legs close, you get tighter then before
I feel the juices gush inside you, ready to leave your pussy doors
I slide my fingers out, and lap up the juices with my tongue
You taste so good, I'm glad my fingers are done
Your body spent from the orgasm, I watch you in amazement
Feeling accomplished because I used my hands to do some insane shit
I'll let you rest before I show you the other tools I have
Because baby you are far from feeling a Gods wrath
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