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The Queen’s Gift

My legs he impatiently spreads        
His tongue slowly dragging the path of ecstasy where it has been allured, led          
Tasting my supple skin, kissing my pussy opening, as his dick inside me surges ahead          
The sugar of my crown shall be fed          
Whispered words cry out, promises our bodies has already silently said          
   
Moaning to the calling of the night as he plunges deeper inside me over and over as we’ve never met          
My pussy gloving his dick, rapture suspending our souls, making me wet          
Fervent desires to feel his lust making my resistance melt          
Flipping me over          
My body now hovering          
        
His wandering palms centering my hips          
Leaning my face downward kissing his awaiting lips          
Above his head bounding his wrists          
Losing breath, resuscitating thrusts of his hard dips          
Mm…lifting me off him, settling my fate    
Soft folds puckered at    
Gyrating my cunt giving him the slow trickling of my creamy taste    
   
My essence swirling all around his tongue    
Eyes closed, head bend back as his mouth covered with the drooling flavor of my butter rum    
The tip of his tongue tantalizing my clit          
Oh God I’m gone, a handsome lover with bedroom bearing carnal gifts          
        
Pussy gyrating, his mouth swallowing my juices raining from my slit          
Scooting me backwards, easing back down on his firm throbbing dick          
Mm…loving the arousal in and out rush, bathing all up in my lush          
Sitting up, my breasts sandwiched, his mouth housing my nipple in as much          
Pussy pounding, dick navigating inside, hips gripped, hammering, walls caving, waiting for my flush    
   
Taking me backwards, my back greeting the sheets          
His dick refusing to relent while locked inside my abyss of my wet treat          
Legs linking around his neck          
Mm, he has me addicted top loving, the best          
His needs to please me placing his compliance to rest          
        
Oh…oo…yes ... keep moving          
His firm erection anchoring deeper, entwined bodies, famished in lust grooving          
Buttocks cup          
Pussy being supped          
Oh…here…oh damn I’m…cumming          
Dick humping my pussy, hungrily drumming          
Pulsating, pearly flow leaking, two souls groaning, moaning, harkening unto and humming    
   
Mm... he keeps me famished to him and for this    
One touch, leads to naked passion between my thighs a night of weakening thrasing I always get   
Unto him I give of my Queen’s gift
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 26th Dec 2020
Author's Note
And now you see why Santa did not bring me my BMW.. but he did bring me .....

SKC
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