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Sexual Impulse
I feel her. Like the deepest shade of purple against a window pane. Her eyes lingering, wondering what I have in vain. Moving her eyes as she licks her lips. Moving to the beat of my pounding hearts rhythm with only her hips. Yeah she has my eyes locked in a gaze. My mind screaming with a sexual impulsive rage. Yet, I keep calm because I know. My true colors I have to show. Like that of my pride. And, the way she moves to one side. It's daring. Yet, my impulse to take her is flaring. Walking up behind her, taking her hand. Tonight, ill show her how a real stud boi takes a stand. Leading her towards the bedroom and laying her down ever so gentle. Driving her thoughts crazy, you thought it was all mental. Undressing her piece by piece so very slow. Leaning into her, whispering thoughts she already did know. Then kissing my way down her jawline to her neck real slender. As I make my way down with one hand to her pussy so tender. One, two, three fingers deep. Thrusting inside and back out in a rhythmic pattern I keep. Her hand grabbing mine. Pushing it deeper, so sexually devine. Her breath hot against my skin. Her moaning in my ear, begging me to go deeper within. Feeling her lips tighten around my fingers so tight. Like daring them to leave and clinging to them with all her might. Running my free hand up to her beautiful breasts so perfectly round. Silencing her moans, kissing her lips hard so she doesn't make a sound. Her tongue tasting like sweet honey upon mine. Playing a pattern as they intertwine. Her hands grasping against my chest as I pull back to look into her eyes. Seeing right through her very disguise. Running my tongue up between her soft inner thighs. Locking my gaze deep with her eyes. Sliding my tongue between her velvet lips and spreading them wide. Sliding my tongue slowly deeper inside. Tasting all the sweetness of a woman's honey flowing in my mouth. Yeah, I gave her what I call a head down south. Feeling her juices upon my tongue. Over and over but I have just begun. Flicking my tongue upon her clit. Sucking her juices like its my last cocaine hit. Hearing her scream as she finally runs all over like pouring rain. Nothing to loose, just pussy to gain.
Written By
Kelli R. Hall
Sexual Impulse
@CopyrightKRH12
Written By
Kelli R. Hall
Sexual Impulse
@CopyrightKRH12
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