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I Admit

Mm, I’ve never been caught in a handsome one’s seductive spider web  
Seducing me out my clothes, laying me down on a silk covered bed  
Passion and desire mirrored in our eyes  
Teasing my slit then smearing my essence on nipple peaks kissing the skies  

Belly up  
Sqeezing my breasts waiting for his addictive sup  
 
Strong hands parting the pinkish sea  
His impatient tongue slithering deep inside of me  
Palming his head, soft moans echoing as his wickedly tongue please  
Having me talking in tongues  
Back arched in physical oblivion covetous stealing my seeping butter rum  
 
Kissing me slowly up my leg  
Around my navel piercing, body sinking into the intoxicating feeling without words ever being said  
 
On his knees mattress dips  
Running the tip of his dick up and down my wet slit  
Hands gripped, pent over my head, my mouth sealed under his  
Feeling the heat of his hunger in between my thighs  
 
Packing a lengthy size  
Whoever said it doesn’t matter must had to compromise  
 
Breathing my female pheromones scent in  
His tongue languish bathing all over my skin  
For the diving pleasure and then the creamy swim  
Ecstasy and rapture entwined, such a beautiful intangible sin  
 
Mm… cupping my ass  
His girth stretching for the tight gripping bask  
 
Wrapping my legs around his lower back  
Oh…God yes, I must admit it, he feels better than a bedtime snack  
Surrendering into the finesse of his knack  
I’m guilty to whatever he has to give me, be that it may  
Legs braced against his chest… my pussy getting wetter behind his dominating parlay  
 
His dick sinking deeper, breathless, begging for him to complete me, when words cannot say  
And this is only his teasing foreplay  
 
Gripping my curvaceous hips  
A stallion’s pace for his dip and slip  
Yanking his erection out  
Dragging his dick up to my face to mount  
 
Darting it inside my greeting mouth  
Reaching his hand backwards then downward, fingers embedding inside my wet south  
 
Oiling my pussy juices all over his fingers for the lick  
Coating my lips with my taste as his hard length inches out then repeatingly rips  
Pumping the throbbing width giving him all he can stand  
I’m a goner for the loving of this covetous man  
 
Rubbing his plam up and down his stomach from the nectar found within my palming dancing thrills  
Mm…holding his groin steady againt my face as his pearly flow appears  
 
His soul gliding down my thraot  
Not meaning to brag or boast  
But yes, the handsome one deserves a toast  
I admit
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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The man with insight enough to admit his limitations comes nearest to perfection.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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