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My Love

The way I lick around my lips when you turn me on           
In such a hurry to take my clothes off, forgetting to mute my cell phone           
Pulling me closer your mouth covering mine           
Unbuckling your pants… stripping you down, this body now belongs to you, and my time           
              
Oh yes…my mouth opening for the suckling sensation           
Fingering my cunt snaking into a pool of wet anticipation           
Mm… your grunts ringing… passion in the cusp to flee           
Laying upon my Queen size bed, the door opening, entering, curvaceous company           
You can sit there and watch her please me           
Mm… don’t take your eyes off me when she climbs between my thighs           
Her soft lips worshipping my skin, closing my eyes             
Lips so gentle the passion of her tongue my surmise           
              
Tender kisses donning my skin           
Her palms covering the mounds of my breasts, her tongue veering in  
The beautiful serenade to my soft folds, her mouth playing my clit like the symphonic sounds of a violin        
Leaning her head up, capturing my eyes             
“Let me please you,” she whispers, her request carried away by the night air           
The glossed coating of my pussy jucies on her lips she wears           
              
Parting my legs for her to enjoy the temporal desires of me, the lust within me she feeds           
Her tongue aimlessly wandering all over me as she teases, bending my knees           
Looping my ankles behind her neck, squeezing my breasts, her tongue buried deep in my cream           
Reaching my hand backwards, gripping the iron bed post, my mind lost in the fetish of my own daydreams

Her mouth sealing, panting, my breaths, smoothly, she’s stealing       
Falling into the interlude of her oral dance, tantalizing my juicy cherry     
Licking all over my mound, slit, pampering my clit, using my dildo tonight ain’t even necessary           
Not wanting to move, let her dominate the velocity of my taste           
Wrapping her stands around my wrists, the silkiness hunger of my lust parleying her face           
              
Wetting my fingers…dragging them down to my south, darting them in and out her mouth           
Tighten my hair grip, my hairy cunt whipping her lips           
The passion of this duality my flesh can no longer deny…mmm no lie           
Her mouth, smoothly dragging up my stomach           
With each tease of her tongue lick           
Opening my legs to house her weight           
No more time to anticipate, needing her soft skin to paste             
              
My hand cupping the back of her head, drawing her head down           
Sticking my tongue out, entangling hers, twisting them around and around           
Her two fingers, dropping, snaking them deep inside my trickling butter rum           
Wiggling, jigging…my back flapping, back arched to the hilt…on sweet mercy make this pussy cum           
Getting between my legs, pushing her head down, catching the essence with her tongue, as the drips slolwy run           
              
Seeping unmercifully …calling out her name…  devoid of any shame             
Oh God… licking over my breast nipples simultaneously as she’s siphoning the thunder of my soft rain    
Body... trembling, her tongue refuse to disassemble           
Palming my hips             
Her nostrils inhaling the cascading of the essence of my wet bliss         
Leaving me sedated in the aftermath of her fetish treat           
Bodies still bathing in the remnants of my dewy stained covered silk sheets           
              
“My love… did you enjoy your eye candy... mmm.”          
            
 
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Passion is momentary; love is enduring.

John Wooden
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