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King Tongue
I begin my descent from the lobe of your ear
Slow melted kisses as I pull myself near
You give in to the moment with a satisfied sigh
Giving rise to the sensual animal inside
Your inhibitions surrender as I deepen my kiss
My passion resonates through the silk of your lips
You begin to give in pushing back with your hips
I peel your defenses as I slip my way south
Exploring your breasts with my hands and my mouth
Your breathing gets deeper as you begin to transform
As I kiss down your stomach a new woman is born
A goddess of passionate power and grace
As you spread yourself slowly embracing my face
You find yourself now in a dream like suspense
A crescendo at the sensation my tongue now presents
Down at your grace in a drunken wonderland
Unfolding your pedals with a tender command
I drink deep from well where your essence flows
I own you completely keeping perfect control
I bring you close to the moment but then let it go
Teasingly tempting but I won’t let you blow
Trembling and shaking I feel you take hold
Heaving each breath as your body explodes
In multiple waves that cum and then go
I feel you collapse and I brush back your hair
You begin laughing as your gasping for air
Your hips are still grinding as if by reflex
There are scratches that run up my back and my neck
Gently I roll you over as I slide myself in
From behind I begin and start over again
Slow melted kisses as I pull myself near
You give in to the moment with a satisfied sigh
Giving rise to the sensual animal inside
Your inhibitions surrender as I deepen my kiss
My passion resonates through the silk of your lips
You begin to give in pushing back with your hips
I peel your defenses as I slip my way south
Exploring your breasts with my hands and my mouth
Your breathing gets deeper as you begin to transform
As I kiss down your stomach a new woman is born
A goddess of passionate power and grace
As you spread yourself slowly embracing my face
You find yourself now in a dream like suspense
A crescendo at the sensation my tongue now presents
Down at your grace in a drunken wonderland
Unfolding your pedals with a tender command
I drink deep from well where your essence flows
I own you completely keeping perfect control
I bring you close to the moment but then let it go
Teasingly tempting but I won’t let you blow
Trembling and shaking I feel you take hold
Heaving each breath as your body explodes
In multiple waves that cum and then go
I feel you collapse and I brush back your hair
You begin laughing as your gasping for air
Your hips are still grinding as if by reflex
There are scratches that run up my back and my neck
Gently I roll you over as I slide myself in
From behind I begin and start over again
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