_____ by Sylvia

I like it, when it just begins to anticipate what's to
come and the pearl beneath starts to pulsate at the
thoughts.
I like it when it's spread wide open, so my face fits
perfectly in-between, so as to fuck your
inner-sanctum.
I like it when it's on fire and nothing but the
wetness of my tongue can douse the flames.
I like it when it's so wet, that the sweet nectar
begins to flow freely down my face.
You see, I'm a messy lover.
I want to see it glisten, I wanna drink the milk, I
want to feel it all over my body.
I like it when after my tongue has had it's way with
your female gender, I want to mount you, slide my
pussy onto yours. I say slide because at this point,
I'm holding back a flood.
I like it when my pearl, is in direct contact with
your pearl.
I begin to move in a slow deliberate rhythm, because I
want to feel all of your glory. Damn girl, you feel
so good.
You begin to match my strokes as we look into each
others eyes and see nothing but the sheer sexual
euphoria we are creating.
The feeling, oohh the feeling is so intense, that now
our bodies are writhing together with reckless
abandon, both drenched in fluids only sex can produce,
the sweet smell of she fills the air, our moans
creating a beautiful symphony...ooh
shit...shit...shit...
Yeah, that's how I like.

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