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Relishing In Those Soft Whispers...

Mm… I feel the aura of his essence      
My black panther roaming, sniffing, captivating him upon our midnight greet    
Sticking the curvature of his tongue inside my ear    
Naked skin to skin    
   
The glory of madness in his arms is where desires for us begins    
Cupping my full breasts        
Feeling my willing body tremble in the sanctuary of his arms        
Whispering in my ear        
      
Asking me to let him in        
Delicately tasting the ambrosia of my French Creole skin, softly subduing me    
Submitting my wishes to the waltzing of his fingers sliding wantonly inside my wet temple      
The power of his animalistic lust    
Sends me, keeps me, it consoles me    
Mm... his scent.. oh God... his additive scent    
The Moth in me I am    
Submitting my indulgent movements under his command        
   
The back of my head indenting Mother Earth    
My soft whispers pleading out to the still of the night        
The will of me melting into the space of blissful cadence he brings      
The dominance of his tongue ebbing, contouring at the crux of my floodgate to complete me      
Willing it to cave inside the warmth of my sacred cove he famishes to worship   Siphoning my self-control to bring the core of undulated pleasure to full force        
Relishing in the gratification of me he quickens to taste    
Licking his lips in satisfaction from the cascade of my hunger    
Partaking the excess dewiness of my sticky icky        
Inching his face back    
Capturing my smoky colored eyes, twisting his fingers inside      
Widening the parting... mmm… his tongue dancing in and out    
   
“Let me make love to you among the universe, blend you against creation for all you’re worth”    
So smooth he uttered looking down into my eyes    
I already had his dick in my hand, he covered my palm as he slides all nine inches deep inside    
Oh my... on escaped sighs    
   
Breaking apart  
The moonlight steaming over the veil of the jungle’s dark    
Wolves howling in the distance inhaling the aroma of our earthly sheets    
Mm... I do love when a man licks me then satisfies me like a jungle carnivore in heat    
 
Wakanda Forever...
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with deeper meaning.

Maya Angelou
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