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Promise
My words,
These words, caress you
Before my eyes ever behold
The beauty of your body,
Before I ever taste your sweet
Before you ever part your lips
To moan your satisfaction.
Before I ever part your lips
To receive me.
But after you receive my words which are like unto incense,
I'll give you my touch,
Ever tender and intense
As I brush my fingers
Over your softness.
As I brush my lips against your
Brown skin.
Down and up your body,
Up then down again.
My tongue savoring your taste
As I fondle your breasts,
As I part your legs
And flick my tongue agaist your wet,
Until you can't hold on,
And you scream, fingers tangles in my hair as your hips roll your pussy
For more...
And I promise there's an encore.
There's more to this passion
The wordplay and foreplay.
And when I push inside you,
I promise I will satiate you
To deepest levels of your deep lake.
These words, caress you
Before my eyes ever behold
The beauty of your body,
Before I ever taste your sweet
Before you ever part your lips
To moan your satisfaction.
Before I ever part your lips
To receive me.
But after you receive my words which are like unto incense,
I'll give you my touch,
Ever tender and intense
As I brush my fingers
Over your softness.
As I brush my lips against your
Brown skin.
Down and up your body,
Up then down again.
My tongue savoring your taste
As I fondle your breasts,
As I part your legs
And flick my tongue agaist your wet,
Until you can't hold on,
And you scream, fingers tangles in my hair as your hips roll your pussy
For more...
And I promise there's an encore.
There's more to this passion
The wordplay and foreplay.
And when I push inside you,
I promise I will satiate you
To deepest levels of your deep lake.
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