Hunted 7 : Sex Poetry

I am that other woman who is here to untie the shoe laces of your dying ecstasy. You’re the most beautiful rose petals of hidden vases that guides me to the room of the most breath taking dinner no woman could ever ask for. She pours down the rain of My impulse while taking off the t shirt of my mind games. You smiled at me then her as My walls of vagina start to pour down heavy rains. Its insane that I am kissing your Lips and she is kissing you right along with me. I love you Derek as your tasting this passion right along with me. Your leather of touches are so soft so come on as I am just awaiting for you to break us off.

 I want you and sexy to tongue kiss my second mouth. Ooh wee please at the same time I want to watch the meeting of lips combine with mine. As you’re my man we are going to both blow this bitch mind. You pause just for one moment and pull back my hair. You wipe my sweat and said in a lower sibilant tone you like the length of my Nubian Queen African hairs. I love you in patterns as each stroke take over a wave that is wanting the desire.

Lets marry in to her as she is the shinning of a virgin who needs to be inspired. Lets fire Our thoughts and hire in to our hunger. I start kissing her embracing her as you start unlacing her. Basing her up my nose as the pure cocaine habit she will be. You see are tongues flickering and you have released a sexy damn. You reached down and felt her wetness then slid your finger before both of us as we start sucking it. Your nine is cocked and ready to be took in off the mode of safety and go to war with the

Hood of my territory.

I want you to work her then awake me with the kiss of passionate glory. She moans O Derek I moan yes baby moan his name feel the sexual of his pain as I suck your pretty pink nipples. I want her to later undo my zipper and make my pink clit a whole lot bigger. The semen of holding back has released in drizzling down on her ass checks. You hunt me boy as I am ready for you to bring me passion of ahoy . The wanton of my cunt walls is ready for her and you to come play a game of treasure chest with the Don Peron of me. How could you fuck her down with out doing me.

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