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Making love

You make me drip hun,
A slight touch of your finger to my belly, a little slide down my undie gets my cookie soaked, and yuss you like it soaked in milk,
You look into my eyes to watch me lose my breath as you trace my love button, rolling your finger around its hood,it spits,
You ogle, i see you bite your lip and you're ready to dig in with your tongue.
My nipples harden, calling out to you, yearning for your tongue too, and you don't know where to start, your hand rubbing my vulva and your tongue tracing my nipples, goosebumps spread across my body.. My gates open unto you, you may enter my love, dig your way into me, I desire to know all of you and feel all of your length. You decide to taste me first, licking all my juices and digging your tongue inside, i grab your meat into mine and as you grind me, my walls tighten and squeeze you harder, i feel my legs get cold and my toes curling, shivers rush down my spine as i hold you tightly wrapping my legs around you. We're a perfect fit.
Written by Yummy101 (BlaQueen)
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