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Feel My Lips

Feel my lips upon your lips
Feel my penetrating tongue
Put your hand around my penis
Just to feel how I am hung

Let me cup your mound of Venus
In my palm, it feels so good
My fingers in your moisture
As you're stroking on my wood

My lips move to your ear lobes
My teeth nibble on your neck
Then move on to your “D” cups
Where I give your nips a peck

I kiss and lick below them
Enjoying, as I'm moving south
You spread your legs out widely
As your pussy meets my mouth

Your labia are luscious
Your wetness tastes so good
Your clitoris is standing
As my fingers raise the hood

My lips suck it with passion
And I lick it with my tip
You cum 'cause you can't help it
And I pause to take a sip

Then move on a little lower
Put my tongue in your abyss
Lick your taint, as I pass by it
Give your tight asshole a kiss

Your tits massage my six pack
As your lips move to my prick
Where you lick the pre-cum from it
Along the length you have a lick

You move back to the helmet
And surround it with your love
I'm still working on your pussy
That's climaxing from above

You slide your lips along the length
Opened wide due to the girth
My cock begins to tremble
I'm no longer on this earth

If turn about is fair play
I'm about to join the game
When I've finished my explosion
You will be pleased how much I came

Hope you enjoyed the whipped cream
You beat up with mouth and hand
I'm glad that you' re on top me
I think I can no longer stand

You have found my satisfaction
And I hope I found yours too
Let me wrap my arms around you
Take a nap before we screw

After all I am an old man
And at the age of seven-seven
May not be 'til in the morning
When the clock chimes at eleven

If you can wait until eleven
I will make it worth your while
I will fill your pussy with my cock
And will leave you with a smile


Written by eightmore
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Please wait until eleven
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