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Mm… Wetting His Appetite

[font=Georgia]Tonight there’s just me and him              
I really do like to indulge in our twosome                    
Introducing me to the pleasure of my curiosity                
The ecstasy in the submission of him pleasing his lover                  
The torturing submission of being blindfolded                    
His domination rendering me defenseless                  
                                        
My fingernails raking over the back of his shoulder blades                  
His tongue teasing my clit                    
A finger, his tongue filling the walls of my wet slit                  
In the calling of midnight, it hears my echoing blissful sounds                    
My soft whimpers for the ecstasy of his hard girth to finish completing me                 
Punishing his ears with my desired outcries                  
Begging him to go deeper inside my tight cunt                  
The agony of denying me the climax in wait                  
His calloused palms speaking in tongues to my skin                    
Bow-tying my ankles around his neck                  
                    
My pussy widening, dampening for his invasion                  
His tongue snaking inside my cunt deeper                
My back arching                  
Reaching up to my mouth smearing my pussy juices under my nostrils                  
Sticking him fingers inside my mouth                  
One by one I licked the salvation of my soul off                  
Torturing me with the lust behind the need for him to please me, tease me                  
                    
His finger circling inside the abyss of my butter rum chasm                  
A slow hand roving up my thigh                  
Teasing my clit                  
My eagerness to spread my legs open for him                  
He has this pussy trickling as my dew gracing his tongue                  
If there ever was the sound of a man licking you ever so gently                
Having my mind floating, eyes fluttering close                  
Panting, moaning, my hips seesawing                
To greet the sensations of his oral pleasure                
My back flapping, my bound wrists looping over his head                
My thighs enclosing the sides of his bearded cheeks                  
                    
         
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 10th Apr 2022
Author's Note
Seduction is always more singular and sublime than sex and it commands the higher price.

Jean Baudrillard
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