Taste

Are you looking for me  
The sweet essence of a tease    
So beautifully in your presence you’ve stated    
Your passionate kisses to my soft skin, needed and anticipated    
Take my mind and rest it beyond the stars    
As the Goddess, Venus, in the height of passion, makes such passionate love to her man from Mars    
Worship me as your Queen    
To touch the mere essence of one’s soul only found in your dreams    
Whisper in the cloak of midnight, unto me, with words so serene    
What better passion calls for from the tender caresses of her King    
I am here, my mind with you    
My body you fit, completing me as you sink deeper, tantalizing my honeyed dew    
Your licks of desire, wetting your tongue as your carnal food    
Mmm … mm...  good you moan in between the sweeten taste    
Legs parted wider, for the give and take    
Slide my King in the abyss of those butter rum thighs    
Mm.. feeling the depth sensations of your nature rise    
Crown me with each slipping dive    
Lift me up, flipping me upside down    
My mouth coveting your girth, in the pleasure of my gaging sounds    
Oh you’re so ready for me, the pleasure of this      
Pumping the base of your dick with each tongue inflict, your balls sloppy licked    
Your precum my mouth craves the await    
My drools hitting the carpet at a faster pace      
Hosing your erection up and down kissing all over the tip    
Rubbing the gossamer coating all over my lips    
My jaws sqeezing the harden width    
You throbbing in my mouth with each pearly drip    
I want your seepage exploding until your streams decorate the peaks of my tits    
Yeah...oh yeah...mmm.. grunt Lion, let me hear that earth-shattering roar    
Swallowing you as your current  oozes down my throat in a slow pour    
Tasting the last remnants of your soul, licking it off my fingers, until  there’s no more    
Laying me on the bed, stooping on bent knees my wet cunt you sniff    
Fingering me then a gentle lick    
Your head, buried in my crotch, your tongue in and out slipping    
My legs making a bowtie around your back, gyrating, my hips uplifting for the anchoring dipping    
Oh sweet mercy.. is this what a female's wet dream is    
My body trembling behind the bliss, weakening me as your tongue in and out me whiz    
Closing my eyes…the nature of your oral fixation galloping inside me with a hungry ride    
Oh…yes... back arched, losing control    
Nails indenting his skin, my body separating from my soul    
Oh…baby… oh baby… lapping at my honeyed silken flow    
Holding his head down in place      
Mm baby just let me gyrate my cunt up and down your face    
Cupping my buttocks, tongue making love to my pussy at a slower pace    
Mm…yes yes…every woman loves a man when he’s feening off the flavor of her climatic taste