Cunnilingus with Babygirl

Her body like a river..in waves and waves..                
Of Currents, natural thrust movement swishing her hips in a pendulum seduction sway..              
And she does go on, her body goes on in natures orgasmic fuck goddess ways..              
               
Every man wants to touch her but she grins and says she's mine..              
Leaving them in devistated wake..            
Watching her sashay away on fucking fantastique black stockinged legs made long and strong with silk like shine..              
               
A fusain curve of définition in her calves and in her naughty thighs.         That musta been runnin through Michelangelo's sculpting mind..           Mmm, my babygirl was created so fucking fine..              
               
She tip toes on feet so sweet when bare and pit patting on my kitchen tile..              
Foraging in the buff for a midnight snack,                
head in my fridge and that cute lil apple ass raised high..              
Humming out of tune, I mean bad all the while..              
I musta been a Da Vinci's vision when he painted the Mona Lisa..          
Secret: the babygirl is my vulpine smile..              
               
And her tits ride high with no modesty just pure femme pride..              
My babygirl would never hide those nipples that point out where my heart resides..              
               
Two succulent orbs poised in curves like crescent moons over rippling ribs.      
They roll on into a trim tummy with a perfect shallow belly button in which I skinny dip..           
      
The next part my favorite place to touch that I have described yet..              
Oh my babygirl when her sweet mother of pearl pussy gets wet..              
And I backforth slide my fingers inside and she writhes and she rides..              
My stroke finds her delta, until that river runs wild and she cries..              
Go deeeep she moans in a fuck high sigh..              
               
I finger her harder and her musky pussy scent whirls up like incense,     Babygirls sex funk fills up my senses and drives me senseless..              
My desire is now defenseless..              
               
Like I wannit wannit, love it to be..              
Inside my babygirl and her twisting back onto me..              
               
My tongue must taste and cirlcle her bud and she opens up like mother nature has touched her with summer's hot pleasure..              
She simply blooms, musta been what O'keeffe had in mind when painting vaginal flowers in the desert...              
               
Awe! how babygirl grinds onto my lick, holds my mouth there with her hands winding into my hair..              
I suck open her flood, her cunny river let loose..and she tastes of gooooshed honeysuckled nectar..              
             
My babygirl, she passionately purrs in my ear.      
Toungue tracing there like a feather..              
"I love you Jenny girl. Wanna be your babygirl forever."