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Corner chair

Corner chair

Baby take your clothes off, there's not much time to spare, just put them on the chair, that's in the corner over there

Slide in beside me Let me feel your body next to mine, let's not waste a minute, soon we'll be running out of time

My god your skin is Flawless, I play with your ample tits, pulling at your nipples, gives you a juicy slit

My hand runs up your thigh as I do you open yourself wide, I run my fingers on your clit then push then deep inside

Our tongue are both at war, fighting like to Swordsman in a duel, lunging, slicing, stabbing, our passions they both fuel

You run your nails down my chest, you love to leave a mark, pain rushes through me, my hunger grows from it's initial spark

You fanned my burning embers my lust is now aflame, I climb in between your legs, to fuck you is my final aim

But first I must eat from you, I'm desperate for your Peach, I maneuver myself lower so your Peach is in my reach

Head buried in your mound, you place two hands upon my head, I'm sucking on your Rose bud, your grinding me into the bed

You orgasm in my mouth I'm drowning in your sweet love juice, i love it when you scream out my name as your lust bursts loose

Then I slide up you, I guide my shaft to your lips and push inside, you place your hands on my arse, has I begin to ride

Deep long slow hard thrusts, your pussy takes my all, you move in perfect harmony, in time we rise abd fall

Then I feel your nails dig In hard, I see desire on your face, these are the subtle clues, I'm too pick up pace

Harder, faster, deeper thrusts I really start to pound, you are getting closer, I tell by how your breathing sounds

You scream you're cumming, with a thrust I loose my seed, sated and exhausted, we have done the deed

All smiles and romantic cuddles, we made it just in time, the Sun bursts through the curtains and you're no longer mine

Looking from my empty bed, I glance towards the corner chair, there's nothing but a cushion but no clothes that once were there

Ron
Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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