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Sinking Deep Inside This Juicy Peach
A Late Night Evening
“Shalom.” his deep voice greeted upon me opening my office door
Wow sea-blue eyes. low facial beard, casual attire, oh I wanted to see so much more
Late night meeting to discuss the 2021 fiscal year budget, my presence requested for
Eye to eye contact
His voice showing admiration for my professionalism and my overseeing business knack
A little flirtation going on
Laughter, jokes then the curiosity behind a Queen’s French Creole throne
Crossing the line between business and pleasure, blurred lines between right and wrong
Reaching out to caress the wondrous pleasure of my skin tone
Pulling me closer for a taste, my soft physique pressing up against his hard bone
Whispering for my ears to hear
Slowly talking me out my thong, with lust and ecstasy
Honey fetishes, under my skirt his finger stroking for a future victory
My thong to my ankles dropping down
Skirt, blouse, bra, his eyes never wavering, tongue flicking a nipple, then kissing it all around
Eyes scooping the print at hand
A hard dick to entice under such wicked demands
Oh... it’s looking hard, bulging for all eyes to see
Spreading my legs, my fingers slowly snaking inside me
Eye to eye contact, for the illicit tease
Come here handsome one, just a little closer I want to feel
The package to unwrap for the slip and dipping deal
You know the drill, when a pussy is in heat for an invasion thrill
Unzipping his pants, feeling all over his girth, a fitting bill
Palming his erection oh yes…it’s so big, swallowing his remnants, mm.. a pearly flow my mouth it fills
Rubbing the tip over my lips
Thighs encasing his stature, palming my head, groaning for his gift
Fingers darting farther inside my clit
Breast fucking his hardness, denying my wet slit
Swishing with anticipation in the deep abyss of my wet
Bodacious, and just downright honry for a dick to sink inside me I’ve never met
Yet, dividing my thighs … wanting, needing him to make this pussy swoosh and melt
Down he goes on his knees
Pulling me to the edge of the chair, hand braced to the back, his shoulder my legs rest upon with ease
Begging me, his baritone voice breaking through the silence of the wind
Arching my back, palming his head, my moans his conformation, for his tongue to blend
Head thrown back in rapture, sinking, into the possessive realm of his unmerciful please
Mm… my wishes, desires, whimpers echoing as he’s fulfilling my nympho needs
His tongue dancing back and forth inside the sweet sunken sea
Palming the back of his neck, gyrating on his beard with an untamable greed
Oh yes right there…mmm don’t stop, submitting to the taste
My pussy making love to his manly bearded face
Leather chair twisting, aiding in the absence to cum and go within my seated space
Lifted me up, my buttocks flopping on my desk
Spreading my legs, the farthest they could go, his tongue diving inside my pussy like it was top shelf
Drools of pleasure, rolling down my thighs, from his stir
Squeezing my breasts, licking on my nipples, yes sir
Palming my buttocks, a la carte, cravings getting satisfied without standards, limits to ever measure
Palms gripped to my desk edge
No space given for his tongue to my pussy wedge
Phone just a ringing
Tongue inside, marinating inside my pussy juices, pelvis lifting upward, body rejoicing, flapping, sensations tingling
Taking his shirt off, wiping his forehead
Jeans quickly pushed down, mm…mm... mm… a pass to my bed
Sweat rolling down those six-pack, a nympho enticement to lick a sweet kitty cat
On my back
A tongue dance to taste this prefaced snack
Legs wrapped around his neck at best
Seesawing my pussy upward for the lick, entrapping the passion confined to this sweet nest
Two fingers and tongue dominating my slit, seepage in the making
Oh yes…this stud is wicked, glutton, eating my pussy for the taking
Lifting my diet soda, pouring it over my downy hairs
Crushing the can, then throwing it somewhere
Lapping at the streams of pleasure without any worry or cares
Palming my breasts, head moving, side-to-side, a quick spit, and then mouthing, siphoning the honey of the dew
A tumultuous climatic rainfall… mm… who ever knew
The curiosity got the best of this cat, eyes closed in surrender, climaxing on his lips
His tongue curling inside me while salivating off my butter rum drips
Oh God, if Heaven feels like this, then please add my name to the list
Licking my clit after such tender felt kisses, up my inner thighs, around my navel ring, teasing with his tongue a breast nipple
Softly romancing my lips, his palms roaming over my curvaceous hips
Gave me his business card…stated in case he gets hungry and wanted some more kitty food
Any day for that tongue, his hard dick, his scent, clarified my stance, and told him reserved only for you
Breathless, mind in a daze, body still quivering, phone receiver shrieking on the floor
Leaned back in my chair, feet on my desk, legs gapped, had to dildo myself after his two encores
Free fucking mmm…. the best... I must say, oh yes
My black and pink satin thong nowhere to be found, he took it I bet
“Shalom.” his deep voice greeted upon me opening my office door
Wow sea-blue eyes. low facial beard, casual attire, oh I wanted to see so much more
Late night meeting to discuss the 2021 fiscal year budget, my presence requested for
Eye to eye contact
His voice showing admiration for my professionalism and my overseeing business knack
A little flirtation going on
Laughter, jokes then the curiosity behind a Queen’s French Creole throne
Crossing the line between business and pleasure, blurred lines between right and wrong
Reaching out to caress the wondrous pleasure of my skin tone
Pulling me closer for a taste, my soft physique pressing up against his hard bone
Whispering for my ears to hear
Slowly talking me out my thong, with lust and ecstasy
Honey fetishes, under my skirt his finger stroking for a future victory
My thong to my ankles dropping down
Skirt, blouse, bra, his eyes never wavering, tongue flicking a nipple, then kissing it all around
Eyes scooping the print at hand
A hard dick to entice under such wicked demands
Oh... it’s looking hard, bulging for all eyes to see
Spreading my legs, my fingers slowly snaking inside me
Eye to eye contact, for the illicit tease
Come here handsome one, just a little closer I want to feel
The package to unwrap for the slip and dipping deal
You know the drill, when a pussy is in heat for an invasion thrill
Unzipping his pants, feeling all over his girth, a fitting bill
Palming his erection oh yes…it’s so big, swallowing his remnants, mm.. a pearly flow my mouth it fills
Rubbing the tip over my lips
Thighs encasing his stature, palming my head, groaning for his gift
Fingers darting farther inside my clit
Breast fucking his hardness, denying my wet slit
Swishing with anticipation in the deep abyss of my wet
Bodacious, and just downright honry for a dick to sink inside me I’ve never met
Yet, dividing my thighs … wanting, needing him to make this pussy swoosh and melt
Down he goes on his knees
Pulling me to the edge of the chair, hand braced to the back, his shoulder my legs rest upon with ease
Begging me, his baritone voice breaking through the silence of the wind
Arching my back, palming his head, my moans his conformation, for his tongue to blend
Head thrown back in rapture, sinking, into the possessive realm of his unmerciful please
Mm… my wishes, desires, whimpers echoing as he’s fulfilling my nympho needs
His tongue dancing back and forth inside the sweet sunken sea
Palming the back of his neck, gyrating on his beard with an untamable greed
Oh yes right there…mmm don’t stop, submitting to the taste
My pussy making love to his manly bearded face
Leather chair twisting, aiding in the absence to cum and go within my seated space
Lifted me up, my buttocks flopping on my desk
Spreading my legs, the farthest they could go, his tongue diving inside my pussy like it was top shelf
Drools of pleasure, rolling down my thighs, from his stir
Squeezing my breasts, licking on my nipples, yes sir
Palming my buttocks, a la carte, cravings getting satisfied without standards, limits to ever measure
Palms gripped to my desk edge
No space given for his tongue to my pussy wedge
Phone just a ringing
Tongue inside, marinating inside my pussy juices, pelvis lifting upward, body rejoicing, flapping, sensations tingling
Taking his shirt off, wiping his forehead
Jeans quickly pushed down, mm…mm... mm… a pass to my bed
Sweat rolling down those six-pack, a nympho enticement to lick a sweet kitty cat
On my back
A tongue dance to taste this prefaced snack
Legs wrapped around his neck at best
Seesawing my pussy upward for the lick, entrapping the passion confined to this sweet nest
Two fingers and tongue dominating my slit, seepage in the making
Oh yes…this stud is wicked, glutton, eating my pussy for the taking
Lifting my diet soda, pouring it over my downy hairs
Crushing the can, then throwing it somewhere
Lapping at the streams of pleasure without any worry or cares
Palming my breasts, head moving, side-to-side, a quick spit, and then mouthing, siphoning the honey of the dew
A tumultuous climatic rainfall… mm… who ever knew
The curiosity got the best of this cat, eyes closed in surrender, climaxing on his lips
His tongue curling inside me while salivating off my butter rum drips
Oh God, if Heaven feels like this, then please add my name to the list
Licking my clit after such tender felt kisses, up my inner thighs, around my navel ring, teasing with his tongue a breast nipple
Softly romancing my lips, his palms roaming over my curvaceous hips
Gave me his business card…stated in case he gets hungry and wanted some more kitty food
Any day for that tongue, his hard dick, his scent, clarified my stance, and told him reserved only for you
Breathless, mind in a daze, body still quivering, phone receiver shrieking on the floor
Leaned back in my chair, feet on my desk, legs gapped, had to dildo myself after his two encores
Free fucking mmm…. the best... I must say, oh yes
My black and pink satin thong nowhere to be found, he took it I bet
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