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My sweet Kitty’s arrow to my heart

My sweet Kitty’s arrow to my heart

Draw back your fierce bow and arrow of Love and shoot it through my burning heart as a Flaming Arrow.

Take fast hold of my passion and run it hard and deep, no breaks in the crafting of your love put no limitations on your desire; because I desire to consume every drop of this love that you freely give.

Overwhelmed by your Thick Voluptuous Female Muscles that send me to wonder about our bodies having a chance to touch: your sweat beading up and running down the valley of your breast flowing upon your tense nipples glazing over as the warm light gleams off of your oily body.

A strong firm stomach, a precious belly needing to be showered with kisses of Pure Love: phat & scrumptious triangles I have seen, but yours was the Queen of them all.

Seductive Goddess: calf muscles carved from the most marvelous marble; deep red painted toes that would be sucked from first to last.

Working my way up slowly pleasing you with physical detail using my God-made tools that were given. Moaning, Groaning, and Screaming are the acts that shall be carried out by your lips oh so sweet that my love becomes as my mouth makes gestures, sweet ways to make your explode run down your mighty inner thighs, loving each muscle that flexes as I ascend upward to the untouched triangle.

Watching you spread wide: sticky essence, ooey gooey, succulent cream exploding on my fingers while I kiss and penetrate rubbing your inner walls and exploring the upper cage where the Dream Spot dwells, extending my right arm to massage your right breast while your thighs hug my neck close, how good the love making feels.

My Love Hanging in my pants sliding up and down craving a desire to be stroked by Sweet Kitty’s hand.
Written by nutbuster (D C)
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