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Loving It When I’m Raking My Nails Across His Back

Kisses long and wet, wine shared  
Soft teases, virility, muscular...mmm...  butter rum paired  
Passion on the run too alluring to ignore  
Mouthing sweet flesh, moaning, tasting your family jewels I adore  
Feasting greedily while hands on top of my head, urging me on  
Pulsating for his release from our lustful song  

Just enough time to drown in my sweet flesh  
Hands exploring, guiding, whispers pleading surrendering as he relish  
My soft creole thighs inviting him in  
Spread, smiling, sending promises of warmth as his hard dance begin  
Essence of my womanhood, powerful, natural, addictive pushing him over the top  
Clenching me tighter with each thrust of a solid dick about ready to pop  
 
A slit creamy so warm  
Mm.. make love to me to satisfy my hunger, as passion for us is reborn  
Ah, sweet decadence that you obsess for  
Giving him more than he deserves, my butter rum skin he adores  
Wondrous flow, kissing me, tongue to tongue  
As he hastily, greedily devour every morsel inside of me before the break of dawn  
His dick digging deeper with vengeance, as his manly task supersedes at hand  
Teasing, pleasing as my wet pussy demands  
 
His passionate rage giving me more than I can stand  
Arching my back under his hard banging command  
Pleading for my release behind every dip, every uncontrolled slip  
Gyrating against his thrusts, his pulls, got me biting down on my bottom lip  
Bucking me, straight hard core fucking me, twisting amounts of carnal pleasure unmeasured  
Stealing the sweeten juices from my wet coveting treasure  
 
His family jewels snaking into me over and over again as he’s channeling my raining weather  
Oh God…Oh God...tell me what could be deemed better  
Gripping my hips, my essence oiling his dick, pussy getting wetter and wetter  
Wallowing in my love portion, licking, dicking and now pleasing me with his unrelenting sticking  
 
Wanton whispers, moans, screams, clenched sheets praised  
Luscious buttocks up and down as they raise  
Hard girth locked in my inner moist core, begging out for more  
Slipping in and out of my soft abyss of lust  
Oooo….ooo... fuck me harder…causing my climax to slowly crest and then sweetly bust  
Within the surrenders of a man’s desires.. mm... this seductress does trust
 
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Love doesn't make the world go 'round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

Franklin P. Jones
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