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ON YOUR FACE

When I have got you to my place,
I'd like to sit upon your face,
be pleasured by your tongue and nose
until I'm curling up my toes,
my thighs be can't-help-it wriggling
and my boobies up-down jiggling;
have my clitoris teasing sucked
until I'm ready to be fucked;
feel your strong hands parting my thighs
as with soft bites you tantalise.
a quick finger stick up my bum
to induce a quick rush of cum.
I want to feel your beard grazing
my Brazil waxed skin and raising
sensations tingling throughout me
to get my juices running free,
trickling on your face and around -
you're a big man so won't be drowned!
Your face will be well anointed
when your plonker's in me pointed.
Written by Solomon_Song
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Author's Note
Inspired by the lines in Intepta's poem in this section, Wild at Heart Friday':

"I look up at him......I'm going to go home tonight and sit on his face".
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