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I moan in ecstacy and sweat from inner fire
My hands find your hair as I grind with desire
You lips and tongue explore my womb
My moisture, my scent becomes your perfume

I grind my hips into your face
My mind in another place
my heart winning it's race
Taking me over the edge with such grace


You come up to my lips and we kiss
I can taste my eternal bliss.
So soft and sweet.
such a love makes me complete

On your back you must go
pleasure I must bestow
My desires you will soon know
At your neck, I kiss starting slow


I tease you softly, licking and tasting your breast
Staring into your eyes, making this your best
to your naval, I go kissing softly intently
nibbling softly and ever so gently.

I kiss lower to a beautiful groomed hair
Up to your eyes I stare
I taste your thigh, teasing can be unfair
Smelling your arousal makes me so aware


I drink from your womb hungrily, devouring
wanting the rush, as your orgasm starts flowering
reach up to your breast and squeeze
As I try my hardest to please

You gush into my mouth

Written by MatthewKult (Matthew Kult)
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