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Practice
When I practice cunnilingus
The art of sex with mouth and tongue
I can bring her to orgasm
Doesn't matter how I'm hung
I can make her pussy speak
My tongue will raise desires
When placed between her lower lips,
With skill, will light her fires
Point my tongue until it's hardened
Licking everywhere a bit
Her fragrance overcoming
As I reach her waiting clit
I lick it as it's firming up
Then suck it with my lips
She's showing her excitement
As she's thrusting with her hips
She soon is breathing heavily
Tremblings running through her bod
She wets my face, quite forcely,
As she screams, “don't stop, oh God”
I'm not one to disagree
I'll not soon get off the bus
Without stopping, keep on sucking
On her hardened clitorus
Her cum is dripping off my chin
The taste of her is grand
Cunnilingus brought her to this place
I'm so glad I joined the band
The art of sex with mouth and tongue
I can bring her to orgasm
Doesn't matter how I'm hung
I can make her pussy speak
My tongue will raise desires
When placed between her lower lips,
With skill, will light her fires
Point my tongue until it's hardened
Licking everywhere a bit
Her fragrance overcoming
As I reach her waiting clit
I lick it as it's firming up
Then suck it with my lips
She's showing her excitement
As she's thrusting with her hips
She soon is breathing heavily
Tremblings running through her bod
She wets my face, quite forcely,
As she screams, “don't stop, oh God”
I'm not one to disagree
I'll not soon get off the bus
Without stopping, keep on sucking
On her hardened clitorus
Her cum is dripping off my chin
The taste of her is grand
Cunnilingus brought her to this place
I'm so glad I joined the band
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