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My Naughty Little Talent
You're sweating and you're hard,
and i see you want release.
But i take it slow, coz it's a Start,
For both you and me.
You roll your head back, and moan,
as you feel the warm texture of my lips.
And play with your sac, oh so lightly,
with my finger tips.
I lick slowly, from tip to base.
I kiss and caress with out a haste.
You hiss silently, as i continue my torturous pleasure.
And I move my hand, up and down, increasing heated pressure.
You unwillingly thrust into my hand,
Because you're slowly loosing control
So i decide to stop the torment,
and start to blow.
You hold unto my hair,
to ease my descent.
I take in your thick tool,
and shockingly long length.
I like the taste of you,
so i pick up the paste.
I smile at myself at your weakness,
and try not to race.
After moaning, and a lot of thrusting,.
I see u can't take it any longer.
I feel you start tensing,
And though you want to, can't take it further.
Without any warning, and an animalistic groan.
You shoot your load down my throat.
You look sheepishly at me, though i thought we were done.
Little did i know, that now, it was my turn.
and i see you want release.
But i take it slow, coz it's a Start,
For both you and me.
You roll your head back, and moan,
as you feel the warm texture of my lips.
And play with your sac, oh so lightly,
with my finger tips.
I lick slowly, from tip to base.
I kiss and caress with out a haste.
You hiss silently, as i continue my torturous pleasure.
And I move my hand, up and down, increasing heated pressure.
You unwillingly thrust into my hand,
Because you're slowly loosing control
So i decide to stop the torment,
and start to blow.
You hold unto my hair,
to ease my descent.
I take in your thick tool,
and shockingly long length.
I like the taste of you,
so i pick up the paste.
I smile at myself at your weakness,
and try not to race.
After moaning, and a lot of thrusting,.
I see u can't take it any longer.
I feel you start tensing,
And though you want to, can't take it further.
Without any warning, and an animalistic groan.
You shoot your load down my throat.
You look sheepishly at me, though i thought we were done.
Little did i know, that now, it was my turn.
Published 25th May 2013
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31st May 2013 1:13pm
31st May 2013 6:35pm
thank you... I wanted to do Part 2 but was not sure how part 1 would be accepted like...
but now i know... :-)
I'll definitely put it up...
but now i know... :-)
I'll definitely put it up...
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23rd Nov 2013 9:25am
i think this is not good,its PERFECT,you are a talented write,i wish to work with you someday...
24th Nov 2013 3:34am
lol... thank YOu...
it surprises me that people still read my old peoms!
REally, thank you very much
^_^
it surprises me that people still read my old peoms!
REally, thank you very much
^_^