Sandwich with Mustard

You crept up in my orgasm...smoke...fumes up...legs up...i diffuse into you..grinding on that sweet...fill me up..watch me point my feet and grind my teeth.. sexy..chocolaty skin..so what you came...you can come again..i want to be...what you think of me...turn the pussy into a lion...ball me up til I'm crying...sex with you is amazing...your body is what I'm craving...scars and all..tattoos on your arm...ripples in your hair...tongue always ready...rolling between my thighs

I only see the top of your head lately
cause you cant keep your mouth off my pussy..and i cant wait to see how you taste...after the sexual tension rises...
Hours turn into days...then you get a room..and you get your way...i dont walk anymore...my legs are always wrapped around your waist..harder and harder...you be..milking me...churning...two times..four times...six times..we just keep fucking

But we drawn...we'll never learn...til my pussy is swollen and your thigh burns...so you take me in the shower...you need my body another hour...boy whats wrong with you..are you ever gonna come? With my nails in your back you whisper..don't run...i feel you going deep..cock growing inside me...then i let out a scream...but you don't care

You bend me over...lets play a game...dick in my ass now...that suprised me somehow...you so nonchalantly got it in...got it to fit...makes my mouth water..just thinking of it...and all this time...i used to talk shit..but you sex like a God..and fuck like a stallion...and we kiss like porn stars...and we make love like its the last time...like its our last night...like we gonna treat each other right...i just love this...you want a sandwich?