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Baby Taste Me...Please

Baby I taste you  
I taste your passion I hear the need in your voice  
The want in your poetic words, for this naughty choice  
I crave your tongue at the nape of my neck  

The need as it drags donw my spine  
Kisses to my lower back  
On your kness you go  
Allow your tongue to lick over my bronze skin  

Bend me over, part my buttocks  
Take a tour of my fountain of lust  
Lick upon the divinity of my wet essence  
Hear my whimpers, my moans echoing to the Heaven’s above  
Finger my sensations, sinking it deeper and deeper  
My pussy dancing to the tune as rapture melodies grip me  
Weakening my kness  
Teasing me pleasing my needs  
My breaths coming in shot waves  
Bathing my sunken treasure, your addiction to my butter rum cave  
Pushing me gentry on the bed  
Hips up in the air...oh baby no words need to be said  
Oh, sweet mercy your tongue traveling inside me at the spend of light  
Satin cover clenched, eyes closed, taking my mind on a celestial flight  
Hand reaching backwards, palming your chest  
Oh…tell me we are not done yet  
Dipping you tongue farther inside  
Licking where my g-spot reside  
Oh…what an erotic, seductive feeling  
Your tongue and finger now double dealing  
Swee…words failing my speech  
Holding your head to my buttocks your tongue winds as it reaches  
Head thrown back, in the throne of physical joviality  
Oh…fuck…I’m cumming baby from the desire duality  
Mmm.. let my butter rum run, mingle  
Staining your tongue…the feeling felt of its feeling tinkling  
Spiting on your dick for the slip and slide  
Backwards and forward my buttocks loves, mmm...loving the glided ride  
Hips gripped, your hard girth slipping  
Your dick softly inside my pussy ripping  
Locked inside my tightness, pussy gloving, your head thrown back  
Two minutes of pleasure once inside this honeyed snack  
Mm…I know baby...licking my lips in such sweet aftermath  
Oh yes…yes, your pearly flow sinking inside a glorious butter rum bath  
Turn me over baby, place my legs in the sky and wear this pussy out  
Dick plummeting inside, passion, lust, without a doubt  
Exploding inside my wet south  
Blanketing your virility giving you your manly due  
Hard erection anchoring inside my silken groove  
Baby I taste you  
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 6th Feb 2019
Author's Note
How do I know about a man's needs for a sex symbol? I'm a girl.

Marilyn Monroe
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