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wild ride

It looks like you're riding in the saddle
For a young ride
Your orchid resting on my lips
For some time, my cavalier

Here is my head, become your mount
A cavalcade of pure eroticism
My free hands come and go
For your naked body, they alienate you

At full mouth quiver lips
On plump wrasse, my tongue ripe
She wanders there, visits your chalice
Dive in, and sharpen your clitoris again

I enjoy the sweet seafood
Nose on Mount of Venus, prepubescent
Shaved mature woman, no fur
The flower so naked without any clothing

It gives him a mischievous look
See her like this, I'm trapped
Two tapered lobes, so shapely
Between, two graceful pink petals

I contemplate the detail of the wakes
Drawing of shortbread in the canaille shape
Image of the deli barquette de lu
Returns, in front of this naked intimate

Taking great pleasure, just watching
This sex strictly naked, undressed
Glutinous wax strips
Gave her that vicious face

Mature woman with hairless sex
Kissing her like this is a royal pleasure
Probe and dig one by one the furrows
Often visiting the depths

I hold the reindeer on your hips
And more and more, you sway
Between your moons, the maddening stimulus
My lively tongue surprises your anus

Mini-rounds on the LPs
On the bronze folds, amazement
Press where the rays converge
In passing the javelin makes an incursion

Tackle the star, come and venture there
Without disdain, musky taste, peppery
With my thumbs I open the amber
A deep probe, you arch your back

The ardent tentacle, ferrets the orifice
Enter the cave, a delight of vice
At the end of the ass is the exaltation
In your whole body, it's boiling

Strolling through the silken, smooth plain
No man's land between two orifices
Desert land of an absolute bare
That my licker explores, distraught

Saharan desert, but in no way arid
Crystal clear waters come to bead there
I go up the flow to the source
Sweet and Sour Chalice Dip

Abounds and flows abundantly the lymph
I revel in it between your nymphs
Your hands press behind my head
I kiss my date loudly

Hard to catch my breath
You shout to the sky, enjoy, what a barouf!
My tongue twirls, on your sex
Explore it naked, without complexes

Oh how I love your prepubescent intimate
In the crotch, your marinière mussel
My licker electrifies the mollusc
That I call it such, don't be offended

I attack, the juicy pearl oyster
Mildly salty, finely tangy
You pitch, like a drunken sailboat
Between your legs, between my wyvern

My hands go up on your sides
Come grab your white breasts
My slender fingers shape your nipples
They are very hardened, the dying!

My palms meet your hips
Your hand caresses me, I pour myself out
Between your fingers it's my enjoyment
Between your thighs it's providence

Enjoy! Cum again, my date
Running waters galloping free
In a thunder I drink the fountain
Oh my beautiful lover that I love you!
Written by moroccanpoet
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