by
Yolanda Bolton

She came to me
Tall, sexy, masculine, free
Strong powerful true
Held it down tighter than the boys do
When she first held me I shook
She played it by nothing, made her own book
Exotic, erotic thug princess look
Tongue ring, and tattoo
Soft licks that whispered, "I love you!"
As I clinched my pelvic bone tight
And threw it back at her a slight
She looked up at me eye to eye
Stroked the clit so slow I could still cry
As sweet melodies strummed through the background
My baby girl goes back down
Peering at me
-------------------I still had energy
------------------- Continued at our play
She insured that I'd stay
Speaking to me using no words
Talking through my clit every word heard
She had my full attention
I gave nothing less than honorable mention
As soft hands grabbed me by the waist
Symbolic to looking someone face to face
Felt the respect; sensed the jump in my hips
As her tongue gently sucked my clit
I'm thinking damn I can't take it, ooh that's it!
But my girl, my world knew better
She knew it could get much wetter
That's her goal, and she plans for two
As I trembled and let her do what she came to do
She turned me over her second pursuit
My baby will never get the boot
She ran her tongue across my "other" hole
Tongue ring made of silver but it feels like gold
As it lightly entered me a tease
My body trembles anxious signs of please
As my baby girl brings me to my knees
I'm screaming it feels like the deepest thing in the world
As I looked at her and I'm proud that she's my girl
She pulled out a toy
Her interpretation of a true boy
About 18 eager to get in some cat
I looked down made sure there was a strap
Because my baby maneuvered like she was born with that
Moving my legs around like an arrow on a computer screen
Making sure there were no lines to read between
As I scream!
That sweet, sexy sound of ecstasy
As she fulfills my first time fantasy.

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