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I'm only random in his mind
I can do things to him that will keep him wondering,
Who is this Goddess for a life time?
Letting his hands cause havoc in the crevice of my vagina as he stares into my eyes and my hips began to take over.
Giving him the permission, to baptize his eyes and hands in my embrace.
I feel my cashews building up to combustion.
And at that moment I just don’t want to be alone receiving such satisfaction
So I reach over to unsheathe his sword of nature glaring deep into his eyes
First stroke is very smooth, as I work my hand up and down his shaft just enough to catch his attention.
While releasing the cashews out my vagina down my thighs
Just so he could comprehend that this groupie, labors her hands with extreme assiduity, causing him to recognize that I also use a nice stroke on a pen, with my unique literary style.
Second stroke I grin, knowing that I will have him in a photogenic pose, while exposing the creativity that I breathe in every single day since the age ten.
Damn King, the way those fingers cause my vagina to send out emotional steam making me want to devour that .
He said this wasn’t spiritual, thinking he didn’t understand that I was labeled the erotic-spiritualist
I bust the cashews and leave the residues of him on my sheets
Just to make him understand that the vagina he have chosen to share his fingers with is so sexually conscience or did that third stroke cause you to jump to another level of ejaculation
So write this one for the archives to continue your revelation
See you working those fingers causing this masturbation session to break down into a sexual relations addiction
The touch of your hands causing me to have to attend rehabilitation
But before I lick the cashew from sword of nature can I be like Rihanna and get a refill after the moon kiss the clouds before dawn. ~TruSista
