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long soft and pink,

i think of this sometimes at night

as i recall the times,

you made me recline,and buried your face in my lap.

perhaps,you didn't know

that at start i was addicted,

we can't just"kick it".

your actions made me sweat,wet,

with the thought of you spreading my

legs widely, guiding your tongue to a

place the feeling in my mind, can't be erased.

as my tension built, i couldn't lay at

rest,as i pressed,my pelvis to your

mouth and left a silky mess.

when i started to release, you told me to"cum" inside, with a flinch of your jaw,

you opened your mouth wide.

and with my final shudder,

as i grabbed your hair and

yanked, WHOA!i thanked the Lord,

for this new experience,back to the bed i sank.

your turn.