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Missing you
My thoughts drift to you,
and the ways you touch me.
The way my skin tingles
as your tongue rolls over it
teasing, tempting, tantalizing.
My moans, mumbling,pleading
wanting more,and you oblige
moving down towards
my tender, thunderous thighs
kissing,and slowly opening
like a revered flower, my inner bloom
kissing it lightly, slowly licking
intensifying as my hands push
your mouth deep inside me.
My moans, no longer soft
but raspy and horny screams of pleasure
that erupt along with
the earth shattering eruptions
of my treacherous body
trembling,quivering,flowing wetness
into your awaiting mouth.
© meerabhansali/theworkingofthesoul
and the ways you touch me.
The way my skin tingles
as your tongue rolls over it
teasing, tempting, tantalizing.
My moans, mumbling,pleading
wanting more,and you oblige
moving down towards
my tender, thunderous thighs
kissing,and slowly opening
like a revered flower, my inner bloom
kissing it lightly, slowly licking
intensifying as my hands push
your mouth deep inside me.
My moans, no longer soft
but raspy and horny screams of pleasure
that erupt along with
the earth shattering eruptions
of my treacherous body
trembling,quivering,flowing wetness
into your awaiting mouth.
© meerabhansali/theworkingofthesoul
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