Playin with the way it feels under my tongue... That lil movement that makes that tingle come away from the silence of hush... I twist it
into a passion with my taste buds... Teasin the intensity of extendin to the touch... To becomin flush to the clitoral lusts... Engagin with the drip of moisture as my third arm becomes a crutch... I goof jus knowin what'll happen if ur nakedness I'd rub... Softly in thought I ease into the crush... In luv with the rush of the moment to watch u blush... Soaked n pantin as breaths can't shush the gush... Layin upon ur back as ur hips thrust... For in which the climax u trust... As moans grunt on a vibe decimatin the need of want... I flaunt skills that taunt... To tamper with the hunt... Like a stunt man divin in to ur cunt... Jus to say I like it when I confront what could've been a was... To hear the applause from ur lips tempt flaws to relate as a must... Flappin a slap like a snack as u cuss... Comin undone... Jus havin fun grippin my head with ur inner thighs as if hugs... I'm the one in which u were told to never fall in luv...
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