Come Closer

”.... taste me….” tell me how in a keystroke to make you come… ~ dripp into me ”...with a devil’s tongue…” suck it! I’m undone! and HOW dare you came! don’t run now coward it’s ME… your game shreds a fabric to burn a name ”...I want fire….” eyes flashed sin seeking out what’s really been known for all of time ~ this one of a man kind wants a she to be the climb of his mind gentle her tongue touched brim…. a hot sweet taste seeping in mmmm and this leaves a knot for the nibbling…. ~ can you feel me tapping… ”... eYes and to much!...” but he asked… at last giggling she wiggles a bit of her honey in the air… ~ feel the breeze baby? blowing slightly and to the right just a hand moderate and then tight wet to entice of right ‘there’ ~ tips the ante for a patient pant see… they’re just soooo so goodly naughty and on a fool who might be made of wood but a rightly fool who… just might be the one hoot who bytes a bit tightly too… and with a pinch of a cincture in sight she gropes a man right and discretely ~ just and then must for a sudden ”...come show me…” says to us!... it’s you! No limits so I just can’t say what limit means while a beds in play but I can at any time come YOUR way smacks the ass of a hearty display ~ whips the lash on a cheeky “this way” ~ sucks the flesh for a heart of coal ”...I gave my hips for a taste to know…” ~ how you burn she turns meat as a flame sparks fire throwing in dates hand written desire ~ the pen is mine and the sheets divine a tempting ride on a stallions mind ~ she riddles this “and a how” is a who to find…. licks and lips kiss .o00o. Said a stitch in time. . . . . ”.... hey! you gonna leave me just hangin’ here?...” never beg she said; ~ or I’ll swallow you dear… . . and No one came as she left him there… waiting for a just write stare of her clear form…. “haaaahaaaahaaaaHOT!” ...refresher on the foam? Mr. E!... ”... you’ve been here…” the WHOLE time… but I am no one known… ;) “Simon says… comeAnd;bare a sign…!” The Merchant… grins at her mate a page pleased is an artful grate and when you’re a tasty read ~ I’ll devour you for a fire I be in the blazing red ~ I made a note green for the Xwas heard… and certainly seen it is as a steamy deal of a passion eats fruit… in the fashion of a bed that I’d make secrets… are just but a tale. ;)~ “cracks” your whipped....