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You are truly a gift.
Wrapped in a pretty bow.
Of which i want to pull a strand.
Slowly, as it unravels to show.
As your clothes fall to the floor.
I'm left to marvel, beautiful and bare.
My knees collapse without warning.
I'm left in awe to look up and stare.
Please come walk to me,
So i can hold you around your legs.
Hands full, clawing your ass.
As both of our bodies beg.
Hands, running down,
To the back of your thighs.
Looking up at you.
Mixture of moans and sighs.
Your taste on my tongue.
My eyes continue to stare.
Yours, close slowly-
For moments only-
As your fingers grip my hair.
Hold me within-
Skin upon skin.
You, next to me-
Both, in ecstasy.
I want to feel your legs,
Tremble around my head.
Until you fall over me onto the ground.--
I'll reach up to grab your wrists,
Feel your hips,
As they gyrate and hold my head down.
Arch your back,
Just like that,
So i can feel your pressure on my tongue.--
And while i get your taste,
You can fuck my face,
Just know, we've only begun.
Written by DCLXVI_1989 (Garrett Asa Hughes)
Published | Edited 17th Jun 2018
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