.Oh My.
Hearts thumping in unison,
You pull me up onto your thighs,
Lips and tongues licked, sucked, caressed so hastily and aggressively,
As if short on time.
Legs wrapped around your hips,
As if clinging to you for life.
Your manhood rises to the occasion,
The best feeling by far of my life.
Breaths short,
Your tongue moves to my neck,
My breast.
Don’t stop.
No, not yet.
You lay me down on the floor,
The 2 feet to a bed, would take eternity.
Oh My.
Oh My.
Oh My.
Moaning isn’t enough to express the pleasure my body endures.
As you tongue kiss my body as you make your way down to my body’s core.
I cant take it anymore.
In pitches I never knew I could create, my throat releases sound.
So obsessed with this new state of consciousness I’ve found.
Almost comatose, yet completely aware.
Feels so good, that my eyes cant help but to release tears.
Trying not to use the Lords name in vain.
As you win at your game.
The one I said you’d never get to play.
The texture of your hair, has never felt so soft.
You’re my new favorite ride,
I don’t want to get off.
Oh My.
Oh My.
Oh My.
Moaning isn’t enough,
To express what I am feeling right now,
Almost plains my lips to say,
That this feeling is better then love.
You pull me up onto your thighs,
Lips and tongues licked, sucked, caressed so hastily and aggressively,
As if short on time.
Legs wrapped around your hips,
As if clinging to you for life.
Your manhood rises to the occasion,
The best feeling by far of my life.
Breaths short,
Your tongue moves to my neck,
My breast.
Don’t stop.
No, not yet.
You lay me down on the floor,
The 2 feet to a bed, would take eternity.
Oh My.
Oh My.
Oh My.
Moaning isn’t enough to express the pleasure my body endures.
As you tongue kiss my body as you make your way down to my body’s core.
I cant take it anymore.
In pitches I never knew I could create, my throat releases sound.
So obsessed with this new state of consciousness I’ve found.
Almost comatose, yet completely aware.
Feels so good, that my eyes cant help but to release tears.
Trying not to use the Lords name in vain.
As you win at your game.
The one I said you’d never get to play.
The texture of your hair, has never felt so soft.
You’re my new favorite ride,
I don’t want to get off.
Oh My.
Oh My.
Oh My.
Moaning isn’t enough,
To express what I am feeling right now,
Almost plains my lips to say,
That this feeling is better then love.
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