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Mm.. Being The Softness Of His Body Wash

Licking my lips for the handsome man who in front of me stands    
Looking like a smooth talking Adonis, about to give him a feel of my wet Candyland    
Once you let me in would you like me to unloop the belt to my trench coat    
You have gotten farther then most    
Dropping my covering to my feet    
From that approving whistle I will assume you like what you see    
Seductively rubbing up my thighs, over my lacey garter, his eyes not wavering in my visual tease    
His mighty hands pushing down my crotchless black panties    
Unsnapping my black bra, nipples perking, his tongue kissing over my breast like we’re now in a hot fantasy    
   
Mm… handsome one, is that your hands I feel rolling over my ass    
Yes, I would like to turn around you do not even have to ask    
After accepting my offering, giving him a butt wiggle, a little twerk    
Imagining how my tight pussy would feel coveting his throbbing dick while my sugar walls milking his erection for all its worth    
My hips gripped, his girth pounding my g-spot waiting for that gushing squirt    
Oh yes, his fingers feel so good while easing inside me    
I would like to see your bedroom, please    
   
Imagining my thighs dangling over his broad shoulders    
Sweet mercy, a little positional Karma Sutra while moaning from our bodies sweating from midnight yoga    
Softly biting down on my lip after feeling the strands of that beard between pampering my skin    
My fingers, self-pleasing jiggling them deeper in    
Back arched, know he is pumping his dick for the natural of his surmise    
My pussy and mouth, with him no compromise    
I have nowhere to go, living on the edge of his addictive loving until the sunrise    
Sundown, back in his arms    
Falling for the Eastcoast accent and his dirty charms    
A quick kiss to my lips to let me know tonight I will be his naughty tease    
Smearing my taste upon my lips    
It feels even better once he’s slurping all up my honeypot with his dick    
   
Grabbing my hand rushing us back to his master bedroom    
Laying on his silk sheets, telling me he likes the fragrance of my perfume    
On his knees, sniffing the ingress of this sweet treat, his fingers and tongue making room    
Closing my eyes, palming his head, slowly gyrating as his mouthing is satisfying me in stride    
Sandwiching my breasts, legs enclosing the sides of his cheeks, weakening me on his tongue ride    
Hoisting himself up    
My legs opening wider he’s about to dive in the chasm of my dewy lover’s cup    
Linking my arms around his neck, his body so warm, our tongues boding, twisting    
Our sweaty naked bodies shifting    
The sounds of thunder in the distance, lightning illuminating the bedroom in and out    
Nothing could make me leave this moment as he’s branding the calling of his name all in my wet South    
   
Oh...fuck…don’t make me cum, not just yet    
He feels too good marinating in my soft wet      
Purring, moaning, grunting against the softness of my Brazilian waxed mound        
My body seesawing against his losing ground      
Oh God...move that dick inside me around and around      
Rendering me senseless, without breath, as we relish pound for pound      
Gripping him tighter, loving such sweet suctioning sounds      
        
Lips to lips        
Blindly gyrating my curvaceous hips        
Thrusting, anchoring for my sweet dip      
Tongue licks bathing my nipples, ever so slow          
Dick gyrating in comfort, weakening my body from the languish flow          
Getting addicted from his wondrous gift      
Plummeting deeper and deeper for that core elongation hit      
        
His hard groin mating against my pelvis, better than a wet dream      
Scratching his back, mmm…making my butter rum slowly cream      
Cupping my buttocks his erection thrashing inside, making me whimper, scream      
Oh, sweet mercy don’t stop.. yes.. yes    
Mm... deeper… deeper, fuck the shit out of this wet nest    
Putting both legs behind my head, oh dammm    
Climaxing again, his release joining in the oozing stream... mmm this man
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Softly Inspired..What More Could I Say

SKC
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