Young Mommy

 
She’s a tart with bosoms for art,
I’d bumble this bee like a Bart,
A southern cutie, so wet and juicy!

I’d trail her gracious soft neck,
to the voluptuous cupped soft bosoms,
sliding gently to her sensuous mound of Venus.

to the tasteful lips of Labia,
gentle caresses of a clitoral ambrosia,  
to the very nerve ends of her pussy filled with moans of morning bliss!

from a melting heat, the winds of serenity,
whimpering groans, her conveying personality,
she shares me her rose petals glistened with pulsating beats!

the smoothness of the light brown skin,
so hot from a freshly shaved trim,
surprised, was she’s guiding me down for drippy love making!

so pink and lovely, it’s a hungry cutie,
devouring it as it’s from the sin city,
so personal, the sensuality is such a mystery!

tell me a morning story, a white blouse and nothing, yet so raunchy,
images of her sparking eyes and ruby pink lips,
her pearly bud of a pussy, that i’d flaunt with my fingertips!

edging exquisitely, them articulated lips are made for kissing,
soft and smooth, ravenous down below, simply made for sweet licking,
feel the wetness, her clit’s ready for some hard sucking !

it’s the artisan smoothness of her skin,
passion’s at no end, wild imaginations within,
a young mommy, moist and melting for some daddy’s deep lovin’!