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he laid me spread like petals of a rose in mornings dew wet... and gentle fingers foraged; tormented pleasure ripple whimpered aches... as I delight in his touch gazing into warm brown eyes, his sweet torment begging hungered panting... hangs in our space, tingles run rampant where tongue glides; breathy sighs spill flames of want melding... naked in blush; lips alight against wet petals, spread unabashed for his pleasure eagerly... hips ****** flush as tongue touches, nibbling, tasting consuming wet essence of me ahhhh yes... filling me stroke after stroke the breadth of me in rhythm, guiding; gliding flickering front to back again and again ecstasies trembles... wet and wild passion rides, taking him in deep up down in out pulsing plunging in stride fingertips... glide across aching breast taut tips, moaned pleasure slips between lips each dip I ride; wielding flamed wetness tip to shaft as he gasps and I dismount... tasting our bemingled wetness; lingering in mid stride, teasing veined throb ready to burst easing, slowly... tip tongue flickers head, he tenses; to throat I engulf as he begs, entrapping me tightly between his legs flushed... his final ****** leaves me submerged within our heat of passion still vibrant... slides in the softness of me where lips played, lush inside my heat; enwrapping me in the warmth of him © D A Baugh. All rights reserved
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:29 PM UTC
Warmth of Him
he laid me spread like petals of a rose in mornings dew wet... and gentle fingers foraged; tormented pleasure ripple whimpered aches... as I delight in his touch gazing into warm brown eyes, his sweet torment begging hungered panting... hangs in our space, tingles run rampant where tongue glides; breathy sighs spill flames of want melding... naked in blush; lips alight against wet petals, spread unabashed for his pleasure eagerly... hips ****** flush as tongue touches, nibbling, tasting consuming wet essence of me ahhhh yes... filling me stroke after stroke the breadth of me in rhythm, guiding; gliding flickering front to back again and again ecstasies trembles... wet and wild passion rides, taking him in deep up down in out pulsing plunging in stride fingertips... glide across aching breast taut tips, moaned pleasure slips between lips each dip I ride; wielding flamed wetness tip to shaft as he gasps and I dismount... tasting our bemingled wetness; lingering in mid stride, teasing veined throb ready to burst easing, slowly... tip tongue flickers head, he tenses; to throat I engulf as he begs, entrapping me tightly between his legs flushed... his final ****** leaves me submerged within our heat of passion still vibrant... slides in the softness of me where lips played, lush inside my heat; enwrapping me in the warmth of him © D A Baugh. All rights reserved
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debra-a-baugh
American
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:29 PM UTC
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