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Stop just about there
Stop just about there
Just a little lower, stop you're in the perfect place, a inch or so above my tongue, your pussy's in my face
Just close enough to smell your sex, in reach for me to lick, to dance my tongue on your clit, to give it a playful flick
The perfect view of it glistening, I watch your juices shine, knowing with the slightest move, I can make you mine
Perfectly central, you couldn't parked in a better place, your lips are so inviting, so my fingers lightly trace
Running back and forth along your lips, its hard for me to decide, do I make patterns on your pussy or just push them deep inside
If I go inside I'll scoop out your juice, like a bear hunting for honey, or stroke to make you wetter, oh god both ideas are yummy
I love it when you're on my face, your pussy's mine to own, I love to get you to orgasm, I love to hear you sigh and moan
Juices drip onto my face, I can't let it go to waste, I collect it with my fingers and suck them clean with a hungry haste
So thank you for sitting on my face, I'll eat you with such love and care, your positioning was perfect, I love it when you stop there
Ron
Just a little lower, stop you're in the perfect place, a inch or so above my tongue, your pussy's in my face
Just close enough to smell your sex, in reach for me to lick, to dance my tongue on your clit, to give it a playful flick
The perfect view of it glistening, I watch your juices shine, knowing with the slightest move, I can make you mine
Perfectly central, you couldn't parked in a better place, your lips are so inviting, so my fingers lightly trace
Running back and forth along your lips, its hard for me to decide, do I make patterns on your pussy or just push them deep inside
If I go inside I'll scoop out your juice, like a bear hunting for honey, or stroke to make you wetter, oh god both ideas are yummy
I love it when you're on my face, your pussy's mine to own, I love to get you to orgasm, I love to hear you sigh and moan
Juices drip onto my face, I can't let it go to waste, I collect it with my fingers and suck them clean with a hungry haste
So thank you for sitting on my face, I'll eat you with such love and care, your positioning was perfect, I love it when you stop there
Ron
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