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At His Mercy

I have missed his beastly hunger  
The anticipation, making the pounding of my mind pulsate with relinquished considerations  
A quiet feeling embedded, loud enough to mesmerize me    
Once I’m captured, weakened at the knees    
    
Stirring the yearnings of my body into a heightened frenzy    
Taking my breath, owning the air I breathe, claiming my curvaceous physique    
Chained to the obedience of his addictive bondage      
Only to escape to the wonderous thrashes his thrust mar deep inside me      
    
My handsome one, you have been slipping in and out of my dreams    
Seducing me in the reality of your desires    
Smelling all over me, like the prey I have become    
Sniffing out the core of my fragility    
    
Wrapping my palm around his aching arousal
Drooling in the spoils of his sentiments I give    
My wonderfully soft breasts so warm as his cock nestles between them    
How often have I dreamed of his tongue teasing the wet cove of my pleasure      
His happy face buried in the soft folds, deeply inhaling me in      
    
The tip of his tongue making love to my trickling slit    
Tasting it for the dewy raindrops his lips ache to greet
His mouth to savor    
Headboard gripped, gyrating upon his face in gypsy abandonment    

Palming my upper thighs
His tongue flicking at my clit
Planting it with a kiss, a spit, dosing lick


Tell me, my love, how sweet it is
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
There is only one passion, the passion for happiness.

Denis Diderot
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