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


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