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Don't  STOP, but stop

As i bite her lips  
my hands on her hips  
then fingers to her clit  
it's like playing piano  
upside down  
 
I hear  
her sound, the sigh of pleasure...  
 
my movements quadruple  
with lips on her nipple  
in her pussy  
fingers triple  
on her booty  
my hand dribbles  
 
I hear  
her sound, Wagalla please stop  
 
My lips on her neck  
I won't take a break  
my hands on her breasts  
my lips amidst  
downwards...  
 
my lips on her vulva  
then to her clit  
she can't resist, to cover  
my head...with her thighs  
 
I hear  
her sound, the sigh of pleasure  
 
Her hands on my head  
squeezing right ahead  
she yearns  
for my suck  
she stuns  
for my fuck  
 
I hear  
her sound, Wagalla please stop  
 
My tongue sedates  
her pussy secretes  
her control, is lost  
Oh my!  
She's wet  
 
I hear  
her sound...
Written by Wagalla21 (Nixon Wagalla)
Published | Edited 23rd Jun 2015
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