A Sign of things to Cum..

She blesses him..
 
Greets him wide and deep as is her faith in him..
Legs spread like an angels wings...
Entered fully by his deity and desire..
 
Together they holy roll..
 
He fills her with life and rush
She fills him with completion  
 
A confession of sorts as she screams out her demons in a hedonist wail
Her excised trail left in three red marks..
As she claws down firm back to grasp his ass in her clench..
He dips in and out of her font
Cleansed by pure love and sweet pussy..
 
Together they holy roll..
 
Their requiem union of souls sing loud and long..
Until panted chants becum a climax chorus...
And all is let for them in their song....