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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Lost in my dream I love laying you on your back, Your head on the pillow, Legs spread, Open and ready. A kiss to your treasure, So wet and warm, While caressing your wet pussy lips With the digits of my right hand. With my left hand, I hold your tit, Rubbing your nipple As I move down your neck with my mouth. I start sucking on your tit, Like a hungry baby Desperate for milk; I love hearing the moans leak from her lips. As I move down for some more, Licking and sucking your bellybutton, Lapping the skin with my tongue, Caressing your, anticipating shivers. I move to the top of your pussy, Where hair impedes my advancement; I part them and dive, dive, dive- Suddenly, a panic envelops you. The panic is one of bliss, Not knowing from where Came this ultimate pleasure; Not knowing is scary. I start sucking on your pussy lips, Licking the l walls, Digging my tongue deep into your pussy, As my nose nestled on your clit. I blow warm air on your clit, Sending shivers, And I swallow it, Regurgitate it. I think I love pussy- And you begin twisting, Softly at first, But when my advancements continue Your body erupts in convulsions, As your ass tightens, Moans turn into screams, Screams that melt the evening air. With a final staccato groan, You to have finished, Then you lay with your hand over your head, Trying to draw the blood up to your brain again.
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