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Mmm... Against All Odds🍑

Oh, yeah, it's hot, big daddy my sweeten honey juices waiting all for you        
Lay me down on your bed, let my butter rum essence be your tasty food        
On his knees taking a sniff. Oh yes, go on and sample the moistness of my clit        
        
Mm… his muscular body glistening all golden brown, his erection stirring and ready to blow      
Part my thighs and please me like a King Mandingo        
You been walking around in my mind, stroking his dick wishing he could slither deep inside        
Placing my legs behind my head for that deepening sea dive        
         
Mm... oh, yes, in and out, my soft folds hugging the tip of his erection        
I have sultry ways to teach you my pleasurable lessons        
He’s penetrating deeper, gasps of air, licking over my lips, pounding my creamy passage with his navigating fatten tip        
         
My head denting the pillow, he's cupping my ass, pussy relenting      
My softness, more cushion for the pushing, surrendering to his persuasion, the hunger of his body, venting        
Pulling his throbbing arousal out        
Cupping my ass, uplifting my hips, his hungry mouth coveting my creamy south        
Oh, big daddy... yes…Oh God...right there, the lavender scent of my cunt floating in the air        
You gonna make me climax over your beard I swear        
         
Sandwiching my nipples pinching my tits, salivating them with my spit, with small licks        
My inner thighs enclosing around his cheeks, clenching covers, pussy weakening with each tongue flick        
Oh, you handsome man, climb on top of me, easing his width inside and long stroking all up in this        
Drippings all between my thighs, we’re way past desires, the pinnacle when being horny and wet collide        
Biting his skin with the gyrating appease, my eyes fluttering close as he loses himself inside me        
         
Ooo... you so nasty boy        
Sensations drumming, stimulations better than any plastic toy        
Mm... body cresting, pussy all creamy and messy.. sweet mercy… my body shuddering under sweetest duress        
Hammering his dick deeper and deeper, mmm…grunts echoing as his streams and my butter rum blending upon the... “oh baby yes”
 
   
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 15th Sep 2024
Author's Note
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

Rumi

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