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Little Woman
Perhaps,
I am a lascivious, beastly bruin
but she handles my carnal appetite
with extreme care
hot, volcanic action
laying in wait,
deep inside there........
…...the taste of her wet eruptions all over my lips
short, sexy, classy
strong and thunderous
lamentations
fiercely independent,
she's willing to share
every ounce
of that sweet thing
unselfishly
with me....
anytime
anywhere
longing
for my “little woman”,
she's a spinner
“Could it be I'm falling in love?”
...with her tiny waist,
her demure, yet strong shoulders,
ample breast
topped with
plump,
brown
nipples
upon her chest
chocolate kisses between my lips....they are to die for, yes
lifting her waif-like body
off her feet
to take her into my arms
and fill the void
between her thighs
with long, thick cuts of
hot
man
meat.....
( no condescension, it's what she wants from me )
…..and my eyes delight in her
non-verbal expressions
she gets every inch,
every which way
that she wants it
High upon the mount....
…..of my thick
mahogany root
vigorously,
fluidly,
making
love
to
me.....
hands tightly gripping her
shapely hips
we dip and slip together
spreading her creamy wet lips
fingertips
exploring the roundness
of her sculpted derriere
exquisite tattooed art
in the small of her back,
right there.....
“….take to the sky on natural high, wanting you more till the day I die”
constantly craving
her fiery release
she moans so seductively,
her body “crashing” into me
she spreads her sweet honey glaze
melting it all over my hot cheaux pastry......
…...incessant cravings
my
sexy
little
woman
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