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Tell Me

I don't want you to touch me
I want you to want to watch me touch me
Rather
I want you to tell me how you want me to touch me
Should I circle the clit
or beat it like a tambourine?
Should I glide down and delve inside
Glide up
Glistening these lips covering what's inside
What do you want ?
More
Sound
Like walking on wet ground
Slap
 Slap
Slap
Tell me what you wanna see
There are 10 fingers aching to please
There is lotion that heats at the touch
I pour that on and the neighbors will know what's up
Should I spill it all over me so you can see
My liquid heat starts out stevia sweet
As I turn and burn and whip the cream into a marshmallow delight
Tell me,
 Make me move
Make me quiver
I’m waiting.
Written by fianaturie8 (Fia Naturie)
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