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Preying upon H.E.R. Principles of pleasure
Laying her down upon her back,
legs spread wide and stretched
towards the north star
lust-starved hands grasping her moon tightly
I capture her cli-tor-is between gently clinched teeth
the alter Id, "Clit-Lick-Her" sucking those violet, swollen lips
warm breath teasing, heart racing—pleasing her need
to release this tormented beast hidden within our Caligulan
sin. My digital erection taunting her..... baby, won't you please let me in ?
Ass (and forgive me for being crass),
butt my arousal escalates as I contemplate
rolling in the deep
as the waters begin to rise
due south of her tender thighs
such a delicious undulation as
her body quakes
she rolls back those deep brown eyes
and moans. (just about time for us 2 “cum home”)
as we lay
divinely defining
the mood and sensuality
of the moment ....
“Thighs high to the sky”
my body wrapped up tightly
in her “afternoon delight”
eyes transfixed upon the beauty of
wet, insatiable
You....
('cause this is what I'm dying for
I mean, this is what I'm dying to do
Come here baby, I'm ready to touch you
Listen baby, nothing's too much
When I'm ready to play, and I'm ready to play)
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