Let my wet lips welcome yours into the morning mist with a mingling
of our desired breaths. Dig in to me as our tongues explore their roots
like how the distant tree digs into the earth as she kisses the flaming sky.
Girl the roots of your hair must  moan in pleasure as my fingertips
soothe them after pulling them in my unmeasured passion. My tongue
's wet with the desire to explore those forlorn parts of your frame, long
craving of affection - sides of your ****, grape-firm inner lines of your
thighs that lead to the garden of eden. Oh the smell of that slippery
refuge intoxicates my snake, let me rattle your soft depths in thrusts
and leaps of mangled lust. Hold him, this incorrigible brat, in your palm,
caress his lovelorn base, soft as only you can, kisses will do too, see how
wet he's gone, sobbing for want of that silken touch of your moistened
depths. Baby let me in, let me feel your moans sink into my skin as you
bite me in embrace, your thighs curled over mine like branches of old
trees in consummated love. Feel my heated embrace as you weigh down
upon me deeper in your every passionate ******. Baby explode your
feminine gush on me as you reach for the summits of mysterious O's.