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First Impressions
On nights like this I sit up and reminisce
Of the first time we fucked and why she’s been on my mind ever since
From jump…her approach was different…and by the end of the night she had me naked on the floor
But she kept me entertained and you better believe baby doesn’t bore
Precise licking
Tongue strategically flicking
There was no running as she held me captive by gripping my hips
I was at her mercy…obscenities slipped from my lips
Got me breathing heavily…tears in my eyes
Enjoying the phenomenal event taking place between my thighs
But I can feel it surfacing….the monster inside
The “nasty me” I desperately try to hide
I raise up, gripping her hair to lift her head
Grabbing her by the throat pinning her on the bed
With me, there’s no need to say what turns her on
I'm an intuitive lover I’ll exploit what makes her moan
Not searching for an attachment or love
To be honest, I just wanna fuck
So, I straddle her face and look her in the eyes
Pulling cuffs from my bag…my rules she’ll abide
I spin around…leaning down with obvious intentions
She moans and squirms…her failed attempt at prevention
It’s been a minute…
So I hesitate a bit
But once you eat pussy it’s one of those skills you never forget
My tongue swirling…kiss…lick…flick…simultaneously sucking on her clit
I proceed to rock my hips
Grinding my pussy upon her tongue and lips
Feeding off of raw passion…Carnal attraction
Stroking her ego with every vocal reaction
Wet kisses…..Pelvic gyrations
Body invaded…by tingling sensations
Sorry…when it comes to sex I have no restrictions
So you’ll have to excuse my graphic depiction
See love, I’m all about that action
Nothing timid about me…in the bedroom, I’m focused solely on satisfaction
You should open your mind to my methods...don’t be so quick to say no
Be willing to let me explore you as a whole
I consider myself an unpredictable and creative lover
However, my seduction goes much deeper than the experience I can provide under the covers
See, I make love to the mind first and everything else follows suit
With stanzas like these I could “fuck you” without even touching you
I satisfy that hunger that most don’t
Do those things that most women won’t
I wouldn’t say that I’m conceited
But I am confident my skills aren’t something many can compete with
I definitely own the fact that I’m good at what I do though
What is that…you ask? Wouldn’t you like to know…
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