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Oo.. It’s Just Him

Hilton New York Times Square  
1568 Broadway  
New York City, New York 10036  
   
One Bedroom Corner Suite
 
   
My flavor will be your nightly addiction  
The obsession of my soft touch, as your tongue travels up my curvaceous body, mmm… whispering against my skin… so ripe, the soft nectar of my juicy peach, ‘so delicious’  
My scent, his poison  
Parting my thighs... mm... his beard, glistening with drools of pleasure…making me wet again each time his tongue slides in    
   
Once you’ve tasted my lust, my desires become his playground to explore    
The kiss of rapture and the lick of ecstasy is always a sweeten must, alluring me, snuggling his width, my cunt gloving the length of his impatient thrusts, he refuses to free the imprisonment of my mind’s lustful thoughts, you take, I give, you take, leaving me breathless, you covet my weaken will  
   
Into the illusion I blend unto you from the dawn to dust, feverish, the cure of you is a must    
In each caress felt to my skin, each kiss to my lips, heated upon the silken plunge, then the blissful combust…merge me deeply into the core of your soul, when feelings, touches, ecstasy knows no conclusion, as we sow  
   
The beginning of such faint bliss, expressed in each moan I cry to the Heaven for our deliverance, I surrender, lost in the echoes of my pants, giving in to the saturation, the mm of its dedication, please me baby, my rainfall, liberating as I sink into the tsunami of your cravings  
Such a handsome dominate, who always has my Chakras spent, back bent, breathless, sins of our flesh, beautiful as we cum to repent  
   
My temple shifting, mm... Oh yes… sweet yes, slowing gyrating to your thrusting grooves… sss... right there, sinking into the wet feeling of your twisting fate, hungering for you to complete me with each pulsate... oh my love......pleading in the denial of the wait    
   
Mmm… I love the way you inscribed love notes all over me, kissing me with the tunes of your manly body singing to mine, in the cadence of the melody our bodies playing a symphony of rapture … all… night…. long    
Oh... baby...trying to sync with each trickle only prolongs, wrapping my legs around your back, my soft murmurs echoing to the beat of our nightly surrendering songs      
   
Your virility, addictive, passionate, alluring, naked, raw      
Harder... yes… faster mmm, deeper... yes…don’t…mmm don’t move I can cum.. just allow me to pulsate, pulling you tighter, my pelvis, your groin slightly circling…  enticing me to burst upon the gravitate… anchor into the abyss of my butter rum cove, pleasing me, by the carnal pleasure of planetary laws  
   
Eyes fluttering close, I feel Heaven in the linking of your arms, I see the stars in your eyes, taking my mind pass the illuminating moon  
Seesawing my hips, the downward greeting of your groin have me enthralled, the dipping, slipping, inside me, head thrown back, sweat seeping from your pores, giving me all, heeding to the cresting call under what a submissive fall    
   
The doorway to my soul opening wider, mmm... oh yes... my body trembling… the back of my head indenting the pillow.... ahhh… here cums my honeyed pour  
In the sweetest release, amore, bodies heightening, cresting in the soar, Nirvana entwined pleasure, wet desires, mmm... having a soft spot in one's heart for, soaking rainfalls, moaning out for more as each tighter clench to his lower back indented, as the mighty Lion roars    
   
You have me at the mercy of your loving, seducing me, silken caresses, endlessly yearns for a gifted master, reckless passion, skin marred, disarrayed silk sheets, a recipe for such a beautiful disaster  
Falling from the skies, as love peaks, the scent of our sex in the air, reeks  
Sedated appetites we feasted, in the aftermath, satisfaction seeping from his pores   mm… my lips serenading yours,  
His promises whispered to my ear… a page of our lust from the Kama Sutra book, we stimulated ourselves upon, until it tore, the last drops streaming of us... soaked sheets... this is the naked intensity one feens for  
   
   
Mm... I hope you are satisfied... papi..
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
Now that is what I call total bliss.

SKC
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