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Mar 2021
Your curves make my heart stop,
seeing you laying there
your pearl white skin
Like a canvas for my sins.

Your silhouette makes me tremble,
lost in the illusion of control
powerless, enslaved to your touch.
like a painter without a brush
Iā€™m forced to used my fingers,
To explore your every inch
Every bit of skin that you let me have.

And then you kiss me,
What a marvelous temptation,
I switch from being intoxicated in love
to needing to have you in every angle.

Let me play with you slowly,
Like a musician playing piano
Over a late night hangover.
Let me inside you, let my fingers feel
Your every type of texture.
Let me hands run free...
Let my mouth eat you out of control.

Keep kissing me slowly,
your lips feel tender, and warm
pressed against mine, slightly open
I can taste your tongue
I can feel its timidness
wet and warm,
like your *****, when I play with it gentle.

Bring your mouth closer to me know,
Its time to feel it from a different angle,
kiss my body all the way down
until you have me inside you,
You do it so so slowly,
your mouth...
God I can feel you wet and **** mouth
Wrapped against my ****,
As you slowly go up and down
I get harder and less gentle.
Let me feel more of your throat,
I cant promise ill be careful,
Your tongue, playful
Matches the rest of you,
Especially in this form of paradise in heaven.
MonHX soul whispers
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MonHX soul whispers  39/M/Nashville, Tn
(39/M/Nashville, Tn)   
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