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Two sides to every 45
I secretly hope it's the B side
And my cake is on your body
Don't worry about the budget
I'd rather you make a charitable donation
No need to be formal,
skimpy is fine.
I secretly hope it's the B side
And my cake is on your body
Don't worry about the budget
I'd rather you make a charitable donation
No need to be formal,
skimpy is fine.
Published 14th Oct 2019
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14th Oct 2019 5:30pm
14th Oct 2019 6:17pm
Mm...so it’s your birthday today
The time of the year the tiger and a sexy kitty come together when at play
Silk sheets upon feverish passion as we lay
No clocks for the space of infinity's molten desires
Candles flickering, shadows of dancing fire
But first, a glass of champagne to toast to quell our thirst
My love you can have a seat
Okay, one kiss before this cake you eat
Tsk...tsk, it appears you're already aroused before our skin even meets
Let me turn around for you
Baby you have to wait, and patience for now will have to do
Alright, just an enticing lick birthday boy of this carnal food
Pulling my head downward blanketing your lips, tasting on your lips my moisten dew
Stepping back, from your arousal state
If not, the carpet you will have me, and it’s your birthday I cannot debate
Tilting your head as you mentally sample your undercover feast
This night is all about the beauty seducing the beast
No stop that, no hands allowed, just yet
I need your undivided attention before you make me all creamy and wet
You know I could never refuse you when you make this heart melt
Unzipping my bustier, my hips swaying side-to-side
Feening for my touch tells me by that hungry look in your eyes
Tossing the flimsy attire, the top of your head is where the garment now resides
Would you like to be deep inside this
Wetting my finger tip
Dragging it down my cleavage to my clit
My rhinestone thong hiding the taste of your wet gift
Mm... I do know the meaning behind your lust when you lick your lips
Come here you tell me
Sliding my thong down my legs, to attend to your needs
A stiletto planted on your upper robust thigh
Teething my lacy garter for the pull… placing my foot on the carpet, as the garter continues to ride
Lifting me in haste
Baby wait...centering me on the table near your birthday cake
Digging your five fingers for a glob of icing, smearing my slit
Tongue darting… mmm famishly licking up and down your birthday wish
Oh baby….we…we’re...oh dinner can wait, palming your head, with each tongue roll
Honey drips as they patrol your tongue the flavor of me consoles
Oh…baby…hap…happy birthday to you, blanketing a nipple with your mouth
Jigging a finger in and out my sugary south
Climbing on the table between my thighs
Palming your girth, my hands coveting for the steering inside, arching my back, oh my
Bodies moving
Erection plundering in and out, seesawing my hips, misty grooving
Skin softly bitten, scratched in the throne of animalistic passion
Leg wrapped your back, my silken walls gloving your deepening thrashing
Oh…baby…baby…. our juices mingling
Moans and groans, deeper thrusting, whimpers as you’re bringing
Capturing my lips, my body covered in your sweat droplets
Mm… the best birthday dick this tight pussy has ever felt, inside this butter rum where you always sky rocket, do enjoy my tender kiss
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday dear my tender poet
Happy Birthday to you
And many many more…enjoy your special day… tiger
The time of the year the tiger and a sexy kitty come together when at play
Silk sheets upon feverish passion as we lay
No clocks for the space of infinity's molten desires
Candles flickering, shadows of dancing fire
But first, a glass of champagne to toast to quell our thirst
My love you can have a seat
Okay, one kiss before this cake you eat
Tsk...tsk, it appears you're already aroused before our skin even meets
Let me turn around for you
Baby you have to wait, and patience for now will have to do
Alright, just an enticing lick birthday boy of this carnal food
Pulling my head downward blanketing your lips, tasting on your lips my moisten dew
Stepping back, from your arousal state
If not, the carpet you will have me, and it’s your birthday I cannot debate
Tilting your head as you mentally sample your undercover feast
This night is all about the beauty seducing the beast
No stop that, no hands allowed, just yet
I need your undivided attention before you make me all creamy and wet
You know I could never refuse you when you make this heart melt
Unzipping my bustier, my hips swaying side-to-side
Feening for my touch tells me by that hungry look in your eyes
Tossing the flimsy attire, the top of your head is where the garment now resides
Would you like to be deep inside this
Wetting my finger tip
Dragging it down my cleavage to my clit
My rhinestone thong hiding the taste of your wet gift
Mm... I do know the meaning behind your lust when you lick your lips
Come here you tell me
Sliding my thong down my legs, to attend to your needs
A stiletto planted on your upper robust thigh
Teething my lacy garter for the pull… placing my foot on the carpet, as the garter continues to ride
Lifting me in haste
Baby wait...centering me on the table near your birthday cake
Digging your five fingers for a glob of icing, smearing my slit
Tongue darting… mmm famishly licking up and down your birthday wish
Oh baby….we…we’re...oh dinner can wait, palming your head, with each tongue roll
Honey drips as they patrol your tongue the flavor of me consoles
Oh…baby…hap…happy birthday to you, blanketing a nipple with your mouth
Jigging a finger in and out my sugary south
Climbing on the table between my thighs
Palming your girth, my hands coveting for the steering inside, arching my back, oh my
Bodies moving
Erection plundering in and out, seesawing my hips, misty grooving
Skin softly bitten, scratched in the throne of animalistic passion
Leg wrapped your back, my silken walls gloving your deepening thrashing
Oh…baby…baby…. our juices mingling
Moans and groans, deeper thrusting, whimpers as you’re bringing
Capturing my lips, my body covered in your sweat droplets
Mm… the best birthday dick this tight pussy has ever felt, inside this butter rum where you always sky rocket, do enjoy my tender kiss
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday dear my tender poet
Happy Birthday to you
And many many more…enjoy your special day… tiger
14th Oct 2019 9:38pm
I am so moved to be the star in this erotic adventure. I am pleasingly satisfied by every delicious line. I love that the cake is everywhere ...I will foot the bill on the dry cleaning. Such a scrumptious treat to amplify my day. Thank you for such a sexy, scrumptious spill for the imagination to run with.
15th Oct 2019 4:06am
Aww.... thank you my love, you are worth this poem and more on this special day, and I am thrilled you enjoyed it to the fullest....
SKC
SKC
15th Oct 2019 3:05am
hAPpY bIrThDaY, t! 🎂🍰🍫🍨🥧🍾🥂Hopefully it was an enjoyable one. I hate em!
I played with your words, but that's all you're getting. Let Ms Kitty pamper you.... HA!!😄
I played with your words, but that's all you're getting. Let Ms Kitty pamper you.... HA!!😄
15th Oct 2019 4:11am
Shh…. more like spoiling the man, but please do not tell him you heard that from me 😊
15th Oct 2019 12:30pm
Thanks for the kind thoughts, Pandora. Looks like the cat got my tongue. ;) (Couldn't resist)
15th Oct 2019 2:02pm
A cat got your tongue
Oh how I love a good pun... my poetic genius for the day. *giggles*
Oh how I love a good pun... my poetic genius for the day. *giggles*
15th Oct 2019 2:03pm
Yes, kitty.. I've bared witness to proof of such spoiling, but can only imagine what's happening behind the scenes. 😮 I remember, fondly, the days of turning commentary elsewhere into a personal motel room. LOL... pure MAGIC was happening behind the scenes too, so just enjoy! 💫
15th Oct 2019 4:18pm
Motels…lol... my sweetness, I only use five star presidential suites with a one hundred thread count, trust my judgment on that, always.... have a blessed day my sweet poetess, it has been very enlightening and your comment has truly made this kitty’s morning, do continue your beautiful ink stains as well
15th Oct 2019 8:50pm
You'd be more likely find me in the budget motel, broken heater and no company. ;)
16th Oct 2019 00:24am
I will leave a heater outside your motel door and a blanket...stay warm my tender poet
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