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Sex dream
Sex dream
Kissing you so gently, we are laying skin to skin, my hands caress your body, fingers desperate to begin
They run across your nipples, they harden to my touch, I look deep into your eyes, I want you far to much
Your breasts are moulding to my hands I knead them like their dough, pushing, pulling, squeezing, watch your cleavage grow
My tongue wrestles with your tongue, they do the dance of lust, each trying to out move the other, winning is a must
Both strive for power, we both want to take control, giving pleasure to the other, is our only goal
My hands slide between your thighs, your pussy's waiting there, already she is moistened, with skin so smooth and bare
My fingers part your petals, they dance along their edge, they stroke you for a moment before diving off their ledge
Deep into your pool of sex, their swim within your juice, with passion and enthusiasm the hounds of love set loose
Thrusting fingers hunt for the spot, the spot that sets you free, hiding in each pussy, they often call it G
I pull my fingers out of you, I offer you first suck, you shake your head, the juice is mine, I cant believe my luck
I didn't want to share it I was being nice and kind, but inside I was willing you, please oh please decline
Then you climb upon my face, my tongue goes on your clit, you move until your comfortable then on my face you sit
Tongue fucking you at last, your clit's in for a bashing, pulling you down onto my face, to give your cunt a lashing
You start to pant quite hard, it's like you're gonna cum, I pull my tongue from out your hole and run it round your bum.
Rimming you makes you squeal, so I switch from hole to hole, this gets to much for you, your body pays the toll
With a mighty shudder, and a scream, your pussy shoots her cum, running out your love soaked mingle, down right to your bum
My mouth goes into crazy, mode it hoovers up each and every drop, licking, lapping, scooping it hunt for juice wont stop
When there's no more to give, you slide into my arms, we lay there, I'm deep in love, mesmerized by all her charms
I feel like I'm in the wild, laying in a bed of flowers, in tune with the stars and sky, a part of nature's powers
But sadly I am on my own, you are so very far away, but one day this may be real, I guess I'll have to pray
Pray one day this is real, and you are on my bed and your love and your bodies mine and just not in my head
Being paralyzed gives you time, you often think and dream, of how you wish things were different if life was like my dream
Ron
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