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Hot Like Fire

As we sit face to face, looking into each other’s eyes
I can see the flame flicker, and the heat begins to rise.
The music plays softly, and the lights are low
As we both brace ourselves for where we are about to go.

I can feel your body tremble as I move in close,
For this is a moment that we’ve wanted so much.
Our lips meet each other, for a sweet gentle kiss
Then the heat rises sending us both into a frenzied state of bliss.

Witnessing your chest move as I watch you take a breath
I hear you softly moan as I begin caressing your breasts.
You lick your lips as I kiss and suck each nipple,
Your body begins to shudder as waves of passion begin to ripple.

I look into your eyes and see nothing but desire,
I know your thoughts; you want me to extinguish the fire burning down low.
You seductively place the tip of your French manicured finger in my mouth
As I slowly begin to take the journey down south.

I firmly grasp your ankles, and spread your legs wide
As I trace the route to your pleasure box from your ankles with the tip of my tongue.
Your back begins to arch, and your hips begin to rise
With my head planted firmly between your thighs.

Your lower lips are swollen, and so are your inner ones,
You writhe in ecstasy as I suck on your clitoris
Moaning getting louder with each tongue thrust,
You grip my head tighter as your inner dam bursts.

I hungrily lap up the juices, savoring each and every drop
One thing is for sure; the fire is now blazing hot!
Aching, throbbing, my manhood begins to rise,
As you grant me the permission to come inside.

I enter you slowly, taking my time, as you let out a gasp; your eyes open wide.
Wrapping your legs tightly around my back, you moan even louder as you arch your back
Deeper, faster, harder, the pace quickening with each thrust,
Our bodies tensing up as we both reach our climaxes.

Slowly I collapse between your ample breasts, our bodies glistening with sweat
Listing to the rhythmic sounds of your heart beating though your chest.
“I’m still on fire” you whisper in my ear, as you get on all fours and show me your rear.
Marshaling my strength, and once again erect, my goal is to please you, leaving nothing to rest.  
Written by BluePhi92
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