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The Sensual Taste of Chocolate
The sky is covered with a sunburst hue that captivates the eyes
The sun appears to melt into ocean as the waves roll in with the tide
I turn to her and whisper, I have a surprise
She lays back as her eyes close as I pass the scent of chocolate as she sighs.
I slowly untie her bikini and ease it off as she smiles.
I dip the paint brush in the warm chocolate as my vision carries me for miles.
I slide the chocolate along her bottom lip as I watch her taste.
I lower for a kiss of her sweet lips, leaving nothing to waste.
I then circle the tip of the brush in circles around her firm peaks.
I then ease in for a taste as she arches, I gaze upon her rose as it leaks.
I glide the stem of the brush down her abs to her smooth inner thighs
Her majestic world welcomes me, as I paint her silky walls that bloom before my eyes.
I slowly slide by lips along her silky walls to her wanting pearl.
The taste of chocolate and her sweet nectar is divine as her emotions swirl.
Her rose begins to quiver as I continue to taste and enjoy the pleasure before me.
Her nails grip my back as her legs squeeze, her honey releases, as I feel free.
The sun appears to melt into ocean as the waves roll in with the tide
I turn to her and whisper, I have a surprise
She lays back as her eyes close as I pass the scent of chocolate as she sighs.
I slowly untie her bikini and ease it off as she smiles.
I dip the paint brush in the warm chocolate as my vision carries me for miles.
I slide the chocolate along her bottom lip as I watch her taste.
I lower for a kiss of her sweet lips, leaving nothing to waste.
I then circle the tip of the brush in circles around her firm peaks.
I then ease in for a taste as she arches, I gaze upon her rose as it leaks.
I glide the stem of the brush down her abs to her smooth inner thighs
Her majestic world welcomes me, as I paint her silky walls that bloom before my eyes.
I slowly slide by lips along her silky walls to her wanting pearl.
The taste of chocolate and her sweet nectar is divine as her emotions swirl.
Her rose begins to quiver as I continue to taste and enjoy the pleasure before me.
Her nails grip my back as her legs squeeze, her honey releases, as I feel free.
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