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My favourite treat
My favourite treat
Wrapped in pretty crutchless lace, is my favourite treat, covered in soft dark hair, my favourite thing to eat
The lips that surround her, are so soft and moist to touch, her labias are glistening, I have this need so much
A need to taste her honey, to sip from her loving cup, drink the wine of seduction, I have the need to sup
Let her juices simply flow, my tongue dances on her bud, she blossoms with every lick I make, as she engorged with passions blood
Gently climb upon my face, take your seat my dear, I want to make love to you with my tongue, I'm glad that you are here
That's it start slowly, your hips grind upon my face, I lick you more frantically as you pic up pace
I love your crutchless panties, they really save some time, no need to unwrap my favourite treat, immediately your mine.
Thank you for your pretty gift, you are by far my favourite treat, shame it's only in my dream, until the day we meet
Ron
Wrapped in pretty crutchless lace, is my favourite treat, covered in soft dark hair, my favourite thing to eat
The lips that surround her, are so soft and moist to touch, her labias are glistening, I have this need so much
A need to taste her honey, to sip from her loving cup, drink the wine of seduction, I have the need to sup
Let her juices simply flow, my tongue dances on her bud, she blossoms with every lick I make, as she engorged with passions blood
Gently climb upon my face, take your seat my dear, I want to make love to you with my tongue, I'm glad that you are here
That's it start slowly, your hips grind upon my face, I lick you more frantically as you pic up pace
I love your crutchless panties, they really save some time, no need to unwrap my favourite treat, immediately your mine.
Thank you for your pretty gift, you are by far my favourite treat, shame it's only in my dream, until the day we meet
Ron
Published 18th Jul 2020
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