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He’s The Gifted Image Of Allah’s Wonders (Mandingo)
The ecstasy you glimpse behind the offerings of my soft inviting hazel eyes
A sweet feeling to caress once clothes has been cast aside
Look at my melanin skin my love, now lean in closer for a soft touch
Intellectual paradise you roam, Mother Nature kissed, ebony we entwine in the soft folds of my heated lush
I’m no model, but my mind is the bearings of the mystic found in my sultry whys
Honey infused, trickles of weakening, pleasure he sinks, deep between the silken passage of my thighs
Closing my eyes, legs entwined, bowing unto him as a Mandingo King
In the height of passion, cumming unto me like a quite storm
Moaning his name over and over, shadowed by his roar, the taste I crave from being entombed in my arms
He has my body singing
Back curved, I see the stars, the moon, I hear Heaven’s bassoon ringing
Taking all, cupping the back of my head… mmm… this is evitable, is all my mind silently said
Oh God… King me, needing to feel the flow of his soul as it tenderly consoles
My body, a parchment of beauty sealed in time, falling to the temptation of his appease
Giving myself unto the altar of his wonderous commune, the needs it feeds
Cloaking my existence in his arms as the sky veils itself from the stars and the moon, as it earthly binds
My peachy nectar he draws substance from, my lips he tenderly kisses upon, making him mine in this time
Our tongues dueling, souls blending, desires rendering
The depth of our spirits, surrendering
Silent whispers heard so faint, echoing in ether, time refusing to wait
In the mist of a beautiful storm, dopamine remembrance of the acquaint
Mmm…
A sweet feeling to caress once clothes has been cast aside
Look at my melanin skin my love, now lean in closer for a soft touch
Intellectual paradise you roam, Mother Nature kissed, ebony we entwine in the soft folds of my heated lush
I’m no model, but my mind is the bearings of the mystic found in my sultry whys
Honey infused, trickles of weakening, pleasure he sinks, deep between the silken passage of my thighs
Closing my eyes, legs entwined, bowing unto him as a Mandingo King
In the height of passion, cumming unto me like a quite storm
Moaning his name over and over, shadowed by his roar, the taste I crave from being entombed in my arms
He has my body singing
Back curved, I see the stars, the moon, I hear Heaven’s bassoon ringing
Taking all, cupping the back of my head… mmm… this is evitable, is all my mind silently said
Oh God… King me, needing to feel the flow of his soul as it tenderly consoles
My body, a parchment of beauty sealed in time, falling to the temptation of his appease
Giving myself unto the altar of his wonderous commune, the needs it feeds
Cloaking my existence in his arms as the sky veils itself from the stars and the moon, as it earthly binds
My peachy nectar he draws substance from, my lips he tenderly kisses upon, making him mine in this time
Our tongues dueling, souls blending, desires rendering
The depth of our spirits, surrendering
Silent whispers heard so faint, echoing in ether, time refusing to wait
In the mist of a beautiful storm, dopamine remembrance of the acquaint
Mmm…
Published 12th Aug 2024
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12th Aug 2024 1:39pm
WOW what a hot seductive spill Ma douce amie, j'aurais aimé que ce soit moi et que tu en parles dans cette jolie et sensuelle tache d'encre. Je peux sentir l'amour qui s'y trouve.
15th Aug 2024 9:03pm
Ahh... there is that WOW factor that makes me bow to you in gratitude, my friend, in
the essence of your continuous support, and your words of inspiration. You truly are a dear friend.
On that worthy praise to a man who has my utter most respect, enjoy your Thursday afternoon and have a meaningful Friday whispering its positiveness of the winds.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
the essence of your continuous support, and your words of inspiration. You truly are a dear friend.
On that worthy praise to a man who has my utter most respect, enjoy your Thursday afternoon and have a meaningful Friday whispering its positiveness of the winds.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
12th Aug 2024 9:18pm
Well she is a gift to the universe, for her my love is fully disperse. My words falling into her heart unrehearsed. My heart has found it's resting place in her warm embrace, so it has ended it's wandering search. I drink of her sweet nectar so that i wouldn't die from thirst. I am sweating my heart is racing, yet I hold back,that she may come in first. Yet I am filled with pleasure, from our sweet thrashing I am about to burst. Oh such a gift a Queen for a King. Our desires thrashing together as she beautifully sings. My hands are gentle as I am pushing her swing. Like waterfalls she screams as I dip into her spring. She is screaming my name because I am her bringer of rains. I'm am the coming of storms quenching her flames. She invited me to feast upon her, I am so happy that I came.
Bravo my Queen, love me gently. So my hard armor melts at your soft touch. Enjoy your day my Queen as I know the day enjoys your existence.
Bravo my Queen, love me gently. So my hard armor melts at your soft touch. Enjoy your day my Queen as I know the day enjoys your existence.
15th Aug 2024 8:56pm
Mmmm... hum.. I do feel those words softly washing all over this Hebrew Queen's skin, my love. You always know just the right serenade to get my heart beating from sunrise, to sundown, and fill me with the sweetest accolade in the middle.
Thank you from my smokey eyes you glance into and my soft voice that enchants your intellect, in addition, much love to you for gracing my wall of divine, and as always, blessing it with that alluring Scorpion Knight Of Power cosmic passion.
Enjoy your Thursday in all that you may do, have faith and confidence in every word you say, and as my scent lingers under your nostrils, covet my taste of forevermore.
Love and Hugs, always for you.
SKC🍯
Thank you from my smokey eyes you glance into and my soft voice that enchants your intellect, in addition, much love to you for gracing my wall of divine, and as always, blessing it with that alluring Scorpion Knight Of Power cosmic passion.
Enjoy your Thursday in all that you may do, have faith and confidence in every word you say, and as my scent lingers under your nostrils, covet my taste of forevermore.
Love and Hugs, always for you.
SKC🍯
The king is loving the Queen all night and day long. Keep on writing my Queen.
