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Sweet sensations

 Under the covers,
there I sit, touching you
with a firm but gentle hand.
Kissing on your stomach,
you arch your back, wanting
my tongue to work it's
magic on your clit.

Hearing your cries, as
I devour and savor
the juices running down
your inner thighs.
Your hungry kitty waits in
anticipation.

Teasing you all
the way to "
fuck me, Blake" as
the intensity rises and
you are digging your nails
into my back.

With each dry fuck,
the lust
through your soaked
panties makes me
want to feel the sensation
of your warm juices on my
cock, for it's small contractions
will not cease. My dick
is hot for you.

I bring your legs to
my shoulders, as my fat girth slides
in easily. Feeling it's full impact,
I lean forward.

Thrusts begin to quicken
and deepen, as both
of our body's melt
to a  simultaneous
climax.

My warmth spilling inside you
prolongs these sweet
sensations, causing me to
fall into you, in a bed
where we lay
breathless and entangled. We
are molded together.
Written by Blake25
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