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Unleashed Desires

Kneeling as he opens the nebula bud of my passion unto him    
Edging on my sacrifice of seducing me with the flick of his tongue  
Titillating he sends, I follow, in the covering of mist, he arouses the soft folds    
Of my lover’s clit    
Waiting for the bid of his tongue to swirl around as he bury his tongue into my dampen honeypot    
The lick of his offering lapping, gently teasing, savoring my sweeten crater    
   
His lust, my desires draws my pelvis closer to his satisfying giving    
The hunger of his tongue inside the sacred liaison of my sugar walls    
The decadence of his taste keeps me, his addictive manly scent beguiles me    
Lengthening his tongue, my honeycomb riding the rapture of his soulful pleasure    
My pussy walls cocooning his tongue in the wet wondrous slicken bliss    
The flare of his nostrils lost in the silkiness of my ecstasy    
A taste of me is as sweet as the soft voice murmuring for him to take him, complete me    
The pools of my essence making a pool onto the lavender scented sheets    
   
Inhaling the gulf of my pinkish deepness, sniffing in my feast of my dampness    
Holding the opening of his bliss to his face, palming my voluptuous hips, his mouth fellatio me ever.. so slowly    
His tongue taking the time to languish indulge my liquidly heat in his beauty’s sinful indulgence    
Insatiably tattooing my mound, with each cunnilingus slip, letting the world know I belong to him    
My back arched in the perfection of him implementation me with his nightly wishes    
My soft bronzed skin glistening against the mounted lightening, showcasing the blazing of wantonness    
    
Purring moans as he drinks in the yearning of his femme fatale obsession    
His dedication, I lay, caught in the web of my tang    
Our sacred union he surrenders my resistance    
The soles of my feet, bracing the curvature of his lower back    
Kissing through my downy hairs, uplifting my mound up to his face    
Creasing the girth of his tongue, curling it inside me, clenching his skin in the incursion    
     
Eyes closed, my body as a feather’s touch under his maestro    
Hand to his head urging his puissant    
Mm… riding the darting pleasure of his mouth    
Tasting my soulful eruption on his tongue    
Famished of this beauty’s pussy, my essence drippings, kissing his chin    
Mm… my dewy saturation, his face now wears    
A femininity taste only to lick his lips in the sweetest remembrance of our moment in time
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 21st Apr 2022
Author's Note
The essence of all art is to have pleasure in giving pleasure.

Dale Carnegie
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