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Mm..Making Him Mine, All Mine

A handsome man who makes me weak with pleasure, he makes me give it up when I softly swoon      
Texting me he will see me soon    
A man under the covers who knows how to play my needed tunes    
Sexual deviations once he crosses the threshold of my residence door      
Passion overtaking us once my clothes drop to the floor      
Taking less, knowing he gives me more      
     
His disregarded attire      
Goosebumps in anticipation to feel the heat of his fire      
On a bed of roses my back slowly grace      
A night of pleasure, bondage once lost in my silken taste      
     
For the life of me he get even harder once saturate his beard      
With the essence of a butter rum smear      
Mm… oh yes, I like that my dear      
     
Naked wishes granted in the midnight hour, coaxing tender caresses      
Kisses to the back of my neck, feverish moans, rendering me breathless      
My body, his shine to adore, leaving me purring, sniffing the mist of me he craves the best      
     
Come here handsome one, groin advertising a hard knot of dedication      
Shh, I won’t tell no one of our rapture benedictions      
Lust, ecstasy, leashed desires of his compensations      
     
Mm…loving his arrogance in pleasing me my heart he eclipses      
His calloused palm slowly, soothing over my curvaceous hips      
Pulling me closer to his girth the beginning of our nighttime bliss      
Gently fingering, teasing my clit      
     
Oh God don’t stop, loving his touch every single bit      
His lips sealing my speech, a surrendering emotion unto him I cannot give up, I must admit      
Smelling my honeyed taste embedded in his beard, coating his lips      
My pussy juices bathing the dipping of his throbbing dick      
This honeycomb always on his mind when she’s begging him to lick her slit      
     
Legs wide open      
Eye to eye, the poetry of his masterful touches, words left unspoken      
Butter rum pollinating      
His hard erection inside me dominating      
     
Driving deeper inside my sweeten and silken escapade      
Two hearts in society playing a seductive charade      
Begging him to release my sultry nature from my body he has raided      
His loving, highly addictive, feels like tongue drops of marmalade      
     
Sssss... back arched, slowly taking him all in      
An alluring liaison, my secret sin      
Lost time we make up for      
Cupping his dick ramming it inside me harder… blanketing my soft purrs, my pleads deferred      
     
Leaning down kissing my lips      
Legs wrapping around my virile gift      
Blending my soul unto his from the absence of his affection      
My tight cunt, his late night dedication      
My smell, my taste, my kittycat, his mind’s revelation      
     
It’s like I’ve been awakened      
Every risk for his touch, rules I’ve forsaken      
The foundation of our clandestine affair, stirred, not shaken      
     
A bit risqué holding onto an antique chandelier, legs wrapped around his head      
Hungrily sapping my honey nectar, standing straight up in the bed      
Cradling my hips for the tongue slip and sliding grip      
     
Head thrown back, humping his face, oh sweet mercy sinking into his oral knack      
Chandelier dislodged and just like that      
On the bed we go      
Tongue not reinvesting, my climaxing on his tongue it flows      
     
Soothing his hunger from the taste of my clit      
Dragging his tongue up to my perky tits      
In my departure, his pearly flow streaming all over my naked pics      
Fingering me without mercy, licking off his fingers my glossy drips      
I’m his sweet pussy from sunrise to sundown      
His beard, his goatee drives me crazy when his tongue snakes in and out my sugary crown      
     
Palming my buttocks      
Coveting, stealing, reeling in his deprivation with every savored tick tock      
His dick got this sweet pussy on lock      
Savoring the flavor of his pearly drops      
Do you have to go, please say no      
A tender kiss to my lips, a feather stroke to my cheek, his lingering cologne, emptiness on my face never to show    
   
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Everyone please enjoy your Tuesday.

SKC
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