Softly Vibing

To the man who holds the ransom of my heart  
The fine line shielded behind the clause    
Holding my presence in the cloak of midnight      
Tender emollients he rub into the pores of my skin      
From head to toe, his palms wondrously gallop along the slopes of my being      
      
Parting the crevice of my persona      
To the back of my legs…allow that honey to tilt then slowly pour      
Bending his head downward…the tip of his tongue drowning in the golden current      
With each scoop      
Up my body, the back of his hand roams, love bites to a buttock      
Massaging the other      
    
French mummers sailing on the caress of the wind      
Oh yes, my love…pouring honey, the drips making pools on my back      
His lips catching the flow as it settles between the crevice of my soft enclosure      
Licky sticky here... mm… licky sticky there      
He so delicately spread my legs      
The river of droplets kissing my inner soft divide      
Lifting my ass up in the air      
Closing my eyes to the promise of pleasure to come, my body yielding in its wake to be      
    
His palms playing soft notes over my back... mmm… the crescendo of his touch, I feel down the curvature of my spine      
The first lick weakening me at the altar of submissive passion      
Panting for what’s to come next      
His mouth, veiling the silken of my abyss…the slicken entrance of my essence he tease, appease      
    
Mm... my hips moving in accordance to the arousal of his faint touch      
Backwards as my ass, kisses the center of his nostrils      
Tasting the dewy lust, he have unleashed      
Inhaling the sweeten aroma of my pinkish cunt      
Biting down on my lower lip      
Arching my back, my head kissing the sky, cupping the back of his head      
Mmm… burying his face between my cheeks      
    
Sss... behind the pleasure of his tongue…melting my resistance      
What a feeling to surrender unto      
Losing my breath in the veil of soft moans      
Back and forth      
His tongue twisting... buttocks spread even wider, licking the passage from my yoni to ass      
Moans in the sweetest decadence of its reverence      
    
My breasts cupped from around      
Oh yes… keep moving… mmm…hitting the spot that gushes      
Each drive, tapping, in and out, my juicy fruit aching to rain      
Oh …oh yes.. I  cannot hang on, the feeling overwhelming the need      
Body trembling, his face locked in that butter rum honeycomb in the movement of giving me more      
    
Oh... mmm… gushing, my sweeten peach, serenading his tongue      
Welcoming his mouth upon the enclosure of my fountain of youth      
Droplets famished for the completion, coating his lips      
The savory of my exotic taste trickling down the passage of his throat      
    
His beard strands prickling my soft skin as he nestles his tongue deeper      
Gaining favor until the last drip of my essence has been tasted      
Savored, and smoothly digested      
The sensitivity I feel upon the master annotations of his oral giving

Tell me now, do you really think we were done…. wink


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