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Closing my eyes, tenderly blending in the contextual of your mind
Mm, remove my inhibitions my handsome one, slowly
Take in the ancient keepsake of my lust catered to your bedchambers
Wishes that has traveled dimensions for this quest in time
Reach out in the space of infinity
Feel the softness of my hands
The dominance in your roaming palms outline the capacious of my care
My lips your mouth snare
Sss.. you taste like the echoes of infinity
Laying me down, basking in the silkiness of my offering, heightening the appease
Parting my thighs, bathing in the summer rain of my mystique
Inching your temple closer
Mm… coveting the visions parallel to the sway of my intellect
Whispering against my skin your longings, you keep this Queen so wet
Ecstasy blending in the journey of your oral pampering
Closing my eyes, surrendering, as you Calgon my Sacral Chakra, taking me away
Bathing in the dynamic charisma of my creamy yearns
We are the flames that gets hot when the drips of our love slow burn
Yes, look into my eyes my love, I see you so clear
Energy fusing... mmm… go on, I love when your dominance celestially steer
My body flinching under the dominance of his pleasure
Roaming the guidance of his palm along my bronzed thighs
Fingering my sunken treasure
Wait... smearing my essence under his chin, inhale me on the wind in any weather
Lust mirrored in the reflection of his soul
Let the Garden of my Eve be the stairway to the skies, as my moans to your ears console
With your fine self, arrogant magician, who greets my dreams
Mmm... the veil of destiny cocooning us… the soft kiss of rapture, passion, as it may seem
My love, it’s just you and I, oh, my you done took off your universal crown
See, I asked you to do that before you got me all naked and laid me down
Oh, yes, right, there, sighing to the skies from here
You keep doing that, from me, you will only get moaning sounds, my dear
Traveling his tongue under my chin
Sweet mercy, opening my legs wider, cupping his arousal, loving it, when he eases deeper in
Back arched on a seductive whim
Adjusting my body to the fit, squeezing and adjusting my yoni to the tight invasion of him
Tattooing touches to my Chi, I have been craving for
Brush stroking kisses to my lips, amor
My handsome one, slow down, panting on labored breaths, pressing his buttocks downward
Need the plummeting of his soul even more, resting in the care of his words
I want you to touch me with your heart, make sweet love while dipping your thoughts in and out my mind, bringing my yoni to a feverish height, the a trickling crest
Linking my hands around my Hebrew King’s neck
Pulling his face over mine
The scent of him, I cannot refuse, what he asks of me, I do
Tasting the silkiness of my honeyed cream
God, please do not awaken me out this saturated dream
Losing myself in his smile, my softness he pillows, a softer cushion for the pushing
Oh yes, papi, scratching his back, stealing my breath
I feel the tip of his desire, as the head of his erection dipping, deeper in the lust of his pushing
Pulling it back to the mushroom head, oh, sweet mercy, his slow thrusts rule this bed
Wrapping my legs around his ankles, I like to have him on the verge of releasing
My caving around his width it feels so good when he palms the mattress
His head thrown back, soaking in the blissful slip and slide of him pleasing, his teasing
The spirit of wanderlust propelling his animalistic hunger
Swimming in the sensations of my trickling gushes
My love potion suctioning him in the moistened of my pinkish ingress
Reaching down then smearing the flavor of me around my neck
My skin softly clinched between his teeth
Cupping my butt cheeks
Spent, mind gone, passion out control when he’s double humping me
Mmm...hummmm
Oh… baby, moaning, rapture consuming
My charging, his in and out me zooming
Creaming me
His grunts echoing, I feel his girth throbbing
My juices, sloppy, his inside my sugar walls is robbing
His release coming, his streams of pleasure, non-stopping
Ohhhh... oh baby... I’m climaxing
Our lips locking, bodies grooving, the sensations he brings to my Chi, overtaxing
Oh yes... yes
Whew... who... who loves you best
Turn thatover and let’s put your words to the test
I love the superiority of a mighty King... mainly, a Sire who can make my pop and keep it soaking wet
With his tongue, make it tenderly melt
Darn you took my strength, papi.. wooo... it’s just something about ya
