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Mm... A Hot Chocolate Overspill (No Marshmallows Required)
The howling at the moon, my skin aches for the touch of your beguiling release
an addictive calling I adhere, rooted so deep to appease
No clothes to partake in this lustful bequeath
The depravation of you, I need to feed
Once you're dipping inside me, quenching my carnal pleasurable needs
I ache to become his, taste upon the carousel of his slider
Wicked tales of seduction as I partition my divinity wider
Into the flames of fire, we dance in desertion
Flames of lust consuming our regal entities, the rite of blood upon his hard insertion
Combustible, we tighten, immortal caged, raptured disbursed
From the taste of my blood, the taste of my skin, the moon ordained and turned by my blood, as our love is by the ties of its Hebrew skies, not by any hellish curse
Hurry... the lust is overcoming me, I can no longer retain to fight
Ripping my clothes off, feening for his arousal, my yoni coveting the North Star of its towering might
Addicted as my zombie, infused heat, by this sorceresses’ love bites
The mark upon his neck, by my rites
Upon the layers of his skin, he wears my scent, he salivates as his obedience with a strong urgency dips in
Deeper upon my scratches, his throbbing erection thrashing, as he bathes into my love potion, sink into again, and again, and again
He is the master of my fate, I am the mistress of his destiny, we are the darken utopia of immortality’s eleventh sin
I give unto the night of this tormenting by infinity, unto my angelic wings, his love, I nurse
Providence's calling to indulge the sinsations, its denial unto me to refuse, is far worse
Upon the hills he seeks out my scent
His roaming hunger I hear in his panting... fruitful in its relent
Reddish eyes illuminating, circling the stance of his prey
My gyrating moon dance enticing him unto me where he lays
Mm... the Kingdom of his tongue, slowly lathing up my inner leg
Arching my back, binding my hands, placing them above my head
Wider my legs he spread
Bending his face downward taking a lapping lick
Oh, sweet mercy, my head indenting the soft moss, the caresses of his hypnotic touches, I've never missed
In and out of time upon the skies, our love notes floats of reminisce
Palming his scalp, pushing it downward, his tongue slipping deeper inside my wet abyss
Oh yes... right there...
My weakening outcries escaping into thin air
Seesawing the uplifting of my hips
Surrendering in oblivion when he has me in a trace like this
My reverberating howls mingling into the forest with each tongue gist
This is what the passion of vitality and the taste of reality feels like when I'm riding his hard dick
My cunt, addictive, tight, juicy, slurpy, and all his
Oh…his hot mouth teasing the peak of a tit
Buttocks gripped, my wet pussy oiling each thrust, his withdraws, and then homing his drilling slips
Maple seeping all up in this Honey love
The echoing of his throaty howls advising the pack, yes, it's me he’s thinking of
Inhaling the alluring secretions lingering from us
The instilling of desires, wallowing in the needs of our trickling wanderlust
Mmm… oh yes…loving the flavor of him, it’s a feverish must, infusing my climatic rush
Soaking his girth in the remnants of my wet butter rum flush
This night our passion shall be a keepsake, our celestial urges of gifted whispered tokens
The scratches you take of me when the moon dances, bodies entangled, words unspoken
Into the cloak of darkness we go, succumbing to the calling of rapture, unlocking ecstasy once awoken
Mmmm... softly purring
an addictive calling I adhere, rooted so deep to appease
No clothes to partake in this lustful bequeath
The depravation of you, I need to feed
Once you're dipping inside me, quenching my carnal pleasurable needs
I ache to become his, taste upon the carousel of his slider
Wicked tales of seduction as I partition my divinity wider
Into the flames of fire, we dance in desertion
Flames of lust consuming our regal entities, the rite of blood upon his hard insertion
Combustible, we tighten, immortal caged, raptured disbursed
From the taste of my blood, the taste of my skin, the moon ordained and turned by my blood, as our love is by the ties of its Hebrew skies, not by any hellish curse
Hurry... the lust is overcoming me, I can no longer retain to fight
Ripping my clothes off, feening for his arousal, my yoni coveting the North Star of its towering might
Addicted as my zombie, infused heat, by this sorceresses’ love bites
The mark upon his neck, by my rites
Upon the layers of his skin, he wears my scent, he salivates as his obedience with a strong urgency dips in
Deeper upon my scratches, his throbbing erection thrashing, as he bathes into my love potion, sink into again, and again, and again
He is the master of my fate, I am the mistress of his destiny, we are the darken utopia of immortality’s eleventh sin
I give unto the night of this tormenting by infinity, unto my angelic wings, his love, I nurse
Providence's calling to indulge the sinsations, its denial unto me to refuse, is far worse
Upon the hills he seeks out my scent
His roaming hunger I hear in his panting... fruitful in its relent
Reddish eyes illuminating, circling the stance of his prey
My gyrating moon dance enticing him unto me where he lays
Mm... the Kingdom of his tongue, slowly lathing up my inner leg
Arching my back, binding my hands, placing them above my head
Wider my legs he spread
Bending his face downward taking a lapping lick
Oh, sweet mercy, my head indenting the soft moss, the caresses of his hypnotic touches, I've never missed
In and out of time upon the skies, our love notes floats of reminisce
Palming his scalp, pushing it downward, his tongue slipping deeper inside my wet abyss
Oh yes... right there...
My weakening outcries escaping into thin air
Seesawing the uplifting of my hips
Surrendering in oblivion when he has me in a trace like this
My reverberating howls mingling into the forest with each tongue gist
This is what the passion of vitality and the taste of reality feels like when I'm riding his hard dick
My cunt, addictive, tight, juicy, slurpy, and all his
Oh…his hot mouth teasing the peak of a tit
Buttocks gripped, my wet pussy oiling each thrust, his withdraws, and then homing his drilling slips
Maple seeping all up in this Honey love
The echoing of his throaty howls advising the pack, yes, it's me he’s thinking of
Inhaling the alluring secretions lingering from us
The instilling of desires, wallowing in the needs of our trickling wanderlust
Mmm… oh yes…loving the flavor of him, it’s a feverish must, infusing my climatic rush
Soaking his girth in the remnants of my wet butter rum flush
This night our passion shall be a keepsake, our celestial urges of gifted whispered tokens
The scratches you take of me when the moon dances, bodies entangled, words unspoken
Into the cloak of darkness we go, succumbing to the calling of rapture, unlocking ecstasy once awoken
Mmmm... softly purring
Published 20th Aug 2024
Author's Note
I will be celebrating the Hebrew Man this week and of course, my Moorish Royal Knights as well.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
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20th Aug 2024 6:56pm
I enjoyed tis spill of passion
this stanza like the best
Mm... the Kingdom of his tongue, slowly lathing up my inner leg
Arching my back, binding my hands, placing them above my head
Wider my legs he spread
Bending his face downward taking a lapping lick
Oh, sweet mercy, my head indenting the soft moss, the caresses of his hypnotic touches, I've never missed
In and out of time upon the skies, our love notes floats of reminisce
Palming his scalp, pushing it downward, his tongue slipping deeper inside my wet abyss
this stanza like the best
Mm... the Kingdom of his tongue, slowly lathing up my inner leg
Arching my back, binding my hands, placing them above my head
Wider my legs he spread
Bending his face downward taking a lapping lick
Oh, sweet mercy, my head indenting the soft moss, the caresses of his hypnotic touches, I've never missed
In and out of time upon the skies, our love notes floats of reminisce
Palming his scalp, pushing it downward, his tongue slipping deeper inside my wet abyss
21st Aug 2024 00:36am
What a caressing selection my friend and as always you seem to choose the sweet stanzas to give my summarize words its poetic merit.
Thank you for taking the time to read and then adding such embracing words.
Continue to enjoy the remainder of your Tuesday evening and may you have a blessed Wednesday in the midst of time,
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
Thank you for taking the time to read and then adding such embracing words.
Continue to enjoy the remainder of your Tuesday evening and may you have a blessed Wednesday in the midst of time,
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
20th Aug 2024 9:47pm
What an erotic spill!!!!! ... It just makes me Surrender in oblivion coz you have me in a trace my queen.
each paragraph just gives me an erotic salute. And of course only a queen my queen has such power to make me bow.
I'm in erotic oblivion.. Come rescue me my beautiful queen
each paragraph just gives me an erotic salute. And of course only a queen my queen has such power to make me bow.
I'm in erotic oblivion.. Come rescue me my beautiful queen
21st Aug 2024 00:48am
Well, this is always a refreshing surprise to see when a Hebrew King grace the sacred canvas of a Hebrew Queen and then take the required time to inscribe such embracing hieroglyphics. I am softly bowing to you in poetic respect and admiration.
Thank you with much gratitude for the comment and for words of encouragement and comfort.
Please take care of yourself and may your Wednesday be filled with peace and great weather in Uganda.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
Thank you with much gratitude for the comment and for words of encouragement and comfort.
Please take care of yourself and may your Wednesday be filled with peace and great weather in Uganda.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
21st Aug 2024 1:12pm
On this chilly Wednesday morning, a hot cup of butter-rum mocha chocolate would be wonderful. 😉
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21st Aug 2024 7:35pm
Abou time you read this reply, may it find you in great company and at mental peace.
What a comment to keep any chill away, my pet and thank you for taking the time to inscribe words adoration upon my sacred canvas.
Please enjoy the remainder of your Wednesday and I am wishing you a wonderful Thursday.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
What a comment to keep any chill away, my pet and thank you for taking the time to inscribe words adoration upon my sacred canvas.
Please enjoy the remainder of your Wednesday and I am wishing you a wonderful Thursday.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
29th Aug 2024 00:31am
