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Your favourite place to sit
Candle light illuminates
A rapturous sight above
My efforts culminate
In your release of love
Your lips pressed to mine
As you straddle my face
You taste so divine
As you pick your pace
Hips grinding with lust
As I suck on your clit
Your satisfaction a must
When on my face you sit
It’s not long until you come
Wetness proof of my labour
Enjoy that and then some
As your pleasure I do savour.
A rapturous sight above
My efforts culminate
In your release of love
Your lips pressed to mine
As you straddle my face
You taste so divine
As you pick your pace
Hips grinding with lust
As I suck on your clit
Your satisfaction a must
When on my face you sit
It’s not long until you come
Wetness proof of my labour
Enjoy that and then some
As your pleasure I do savour.
Published 26th Sep 2018
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26th Sep 2018 4:54pm
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26th Sep 2018 6:22pm
Thank you, it is one of life's little pleasures having a woman's thighs around your face.
26th Sep 2018 11:42pm
This is both erotic and very well written. And the title tells me you have quite a sense of humor. Love the rhyme and rhythm!
27th Sep 2018 6:53am
27th Sep 2018 11:27am
27th Sep 2018 12:37pm
28th Sep 2018 12:49pm
Well this was a hot little number. The subject matter is tops and you produce nice imagery.
Nice flow and rhyme.
Nice flow and rhyme.
28th Sep 2018 4:17pm
