__________by Wizdompeace
What could be more tempting...?
Her pussy asked me... I smiled and kissed the lips
that would be able to talk so dirty..
she tingled and glanced at me, of course helplessly.
my heart can not stand you smiling at another...
another whisper.. now a moan.. she's calling for me
..walk across the room and watch her fingers work for me.
curly hairs mingle in between painted nails..
thighs shaking against air... warming lotion massaging breasts without touch
necessary... stare at me
hold your eyes on mine... she weakens me.. be stronger..
but I hear her pussy calling for me.. I would spend my last breath
in between your clit... she's tearing. she's leaking.. I am waiting.. I am
feening... Touch me, want me, need me, fuck me... questionless I can only
respond to the commands... hungry, i can only strive for her pleasure...
Tongue becomes one, tickler beyond sensations. More personal, behind the
ritual of masturbation.. She needed me, she called for me.. I came to thee..
bowed beneath edible ebony and took my place happily, scream once again for me.
