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YOUR FLOWER IS MINE

Your sweet lower lips spreads uncontrollably wide,
Shows off their pinkness to make my wicked face smile.
Your nectar simmers freely from within,
Creaming my lips, my tongue and my chin.
Sweetly you do taste as I lick your smooth flesh,
Your exciting arousal demands my very best.
I savor each pouting lip with the most tender of care,
As I set my sights on your clit, swollen and glistening near.
Gently pushed with fingers on the hood in passion,
Uncovered your precious pearl for undivided attention.
Exposing your love button in fullness of my eyes,
Teasingly caress and suck, attentive to your ecstatic cries.
You wiggle and squirm squeezing my head close,
Trying my best not to dislodge from your treasure post.
Warm honey love portion stream from the well I drink,
Your cunt sizzles as you get closer to the brink.
I prolong the pleasure of your orgasmic release,
My tongue continues to play in your drenched crease.
This puffed up pussy is about to burst and pour,
As my thirsty tongue continues to lick and explore.

Brilliant petals are open wide; your flower is all set,
To release all its passion and leave you satisfyingly wet.
Squeezed in my fingers, where they are easily caught,
Your sensitive breasts, with their nipples very taut.
Your breathing is heavy, ascending in loud gasps,
Your orgasm is nearing; you are locked in my grasp.
Feeling smooth skin heated, shivering and flush
Covered with goose bumps in response to my touch.
Waves of ecstasy ride your body; rippling your stomach and shaking your thighs,
You are cumming for certain, I can tell by your deep uncontrollable cries.
Raised hips glued to my mouth; repeating my name with violent shakes,
Holding my head firmly in place, as you experience each explosive quake.
Your cunt is soaked, my tongue smeared with a juicy coat,
While your river bursts, in pleasurable contentment I float.
My tongue continues its rhythm for sure,
Much lighter and slower continuing his tour.
This vision of your pussy I remember so well,
Every touch and taste releases an addictive spell.
I devoured your exposed flower in its entire splendor,
So happy for the favor and your total surrender.
My arms encircle you as we cuddle closely;
I know from your hold that it’s a night of giving freely.
Lightly stroking your pussy, breasts tight against my chest,
You know how much I love you my dear wifee, you are the best.
Written by Butterscotch
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