Make those sounds
Make those sounds..
Oh, make those sounds, baby,
Those low,seductive groans..
Hmmm..the tantalizing tease,
Of lips moving and slow moans..
Just touching skin, the small gasp,
Of heat spreading to your thighs..
Growling vibrations when lips clasp,
Sounds of lust escape in sighs..
Short growls when nipples sucked,
Slightly biting, louder groans release..
And, as my head, between thighs, is tucked,
Breathing faster, wanting ecstasy..
And, oh, baby, the sound you make,
When I suck swollen lips and clit..
Moans, growls, and legs do quake,
Make the sounds, baby, want more of it.
Copyright © Jennifer Etheridge | Year Posted 2021
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