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Mmm… Fifty Shades Of Gray (The Virility Of His Poetic Intellect Makes Me So Wet)

Body weight laying on top of mine    
My lips covet, moaning between your dipping grinds  
Blending while anchoring, one leg in the air, kisses to my leg    
Oh this feels like Heaven… your loving is better than brown, black, and red    
Mm… who taught you this, damn you got some good shit    

You have earned some head    
Closing my eyes, not caring what I just said    
Clenching me tighter you grunting first    
My pussy caving, gripping your arousal, moving, soaking up your squirts    
   
Climaxing behind you without the wait    
Yanking your erecting out, pumping the last drops of your pearly flow all over my face    
I’m your liaison, your preferred pussy, weakening me under your domination, blending our fate    
Threesomes, bondage... bring it, oh yes    
Telling me the next time you want to see my pussy make an ice cube melt    
   
After the shower and pleasing me again in the midnight hour    
Buttocks cupped, then throwing my head back in bliss, legs wrapping around your neck    
Surrendering sensation you instill once felt    
Your tongue finding comfort in my mouth    
Holding my arms above my head, my nipples tenderly bit, flogged, you are definitely worth someone to brag about    
     
He keeps me breathless when he’s fucking my asshole from behind    
My scratches to his back, when he’s thrusting deep inside my butter rum making him mine    
Me as his whore... he has me on speed dial    
Making him cum inside his wet dream, waking up with another hard on and a wicked smile
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 6th Sep 2021
Author's Note
The poet who wrote about the color whew!
Okay.. my panties/thong drawer is getting filled to capacity .. red, black, green, brown, and that five star color gray... I may need the matching bra for that color.. and I lost my key to my drawer... I will do anything within reason to get it back...

SKC
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