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In The Comforting Labyrinth Of a Woman
In the comforting labyrinth of a woman
When life interrupts the rhythm of the heart, softness as she stands
The cadence of her voice gently caressing, kissing the inner depth of my mind
Whispers to my Chi feels like the elixir of intoxicating smooth wine
No blow jobs, no slobs, no globs
Wickedly stealing my passion, under the midnight moon, from my female heartthrob
Virginal touches reeling in my tangled emotions, making me submit, forget
Lanky fingers snaking inside me deeper, then tasting the essence of my wet
I need the promises of sunshine, bearing unto her, giving her my will, my all
My name on the wind she calls
Cumming like a storm as my rain showers on her tongue slowly falls
Mm…closing my eyes, silence ensued around us
I need her compassion coveting my soul as water to flower is a must
An ice club seductively rolling up my spine
Her tongue catching the wayward streams, letting me know she’s all mine
My neck, branding it with soft pecks
Moans so endearing
Turning me over, nestled between my thighs, upon me surrendering
Legs spread ever so slow, my nectar, her pollination for the taking
Don’t rush…please don’t rush tonight, claim me in the mist of love making
Shh… cradling my lonesome fears
Lapping up the fallen tears
Joker’s wild, a jester’s fool hears
Mm… yes…yes right there
The fountain of my vitality her tongue hungrily repairs
Zigzagging her tongue through my fine downy hairs
The rapture seeping from me, the lust for this
Bathing her desires in the wetness of my slit
Her fingers, my carnal salvation’s guide
Inhaling my honeyed aura her tongue dipping inside
Oh… nothing more placid than greeting her face
Yearns, craving for each licking taste
My destiny, my fate, my essence staining her tongue
Oh...yes…g-spot tapping, oceanic overflow of cum
Juices flowing then down her fingers the stream runs
Mouth suckling the clit of this French Creole hottie
Needing body to body
Pulling her up to me
Tangled limbs, fingers darting in and out of me as she please
Whispers, whimpers, our souls locking, strap on sinking
Into her passion my thirsty body drinking
Mm… the maze of my ecstasy mapped under her body, her addictive tongue
In the comforting labyrinth of a woman, satisfaction felt to the rise of the sun
When life interrupts the rhythm of the heart, softness as she stands
The cadence of her voice gently caressing, kissing the inner depth of my mind
Whispers to my Chi feels like the elixir of intoxicating smooth wine
No blow jobs, no slobs, no globs
Wickedly stealing my passion, under the midnight moon, from my female heartthrob
Virginal touches reeling in my tangled emotions, making me submit, forget
Lanky fingers snaking inside me deeper, then tasting the essence of my wet
I need the promises of sunshine, bearing unto her, giving her my will, my all
My name on the wind she calls
Cumming like a storm as my rain showers on her tongue slowly falls
Mm…closing my eyes, silence ensued around us
I need her compassion coveting my soul as water to flower is a must
An ice club seductively rolling up my spine
Her tongue catching the wayward streams, letting me know she’s all mine
My neck, branding it with soft pecks
Moans so endearing
Turning me over, nestled between my thighs, upon me surrendering
Legs spread ever so slow, my nectar, her pollination for the taking
Don’t rush…please don’t rush tonight, claim me in the mist of love making
Shh… cradling my lonesome fears
Lapping up the fallen tears
Joker’s wild, a jester’s fool hears
Mm… yes…yes right there
The fountain of my vitality her tongue hungrily repairs
Zigzagging her tongue through my fine downy hairs
The rapture seeping from me, the lust for this
Bathing her desires in the wetness of my slit
Her fingers, my carnal salvation’s guide
Inhaling my honeyed aura her tongue dipping inside
Oh… nothing more placid than greeting her face
Yearns, craving for each licking taste
My destiny, my fate, my essence staining her tongue
Oh...yes…g-spot tapping, oceanic overflow of cum
Juices flowing then down her fingers the stream runs
Mouth suckling the clit of this French Creole hottie
Needing body to body
Pulling her up to me
Tangled limbs, fingers darting in and out of me as she please
Whispers, whimpers, our souls locking, strap on sinking
Into her passion my thirsty body drinking
Mm… the maze of my ecstasy mapped under her body, her addictive tongue
In the comforting labyrinth of a woman, satisfaction felt to the rise of the sun
Published 9th May 2019
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10th May 2019 5:56am
10th May 2019 6:09am
Aww.. thank you for taking the time to read and then commending, Enjoy your Friday as well
