I plant a devils kiss on each of the markers you view as imperfections.

Please allow me to take my time on you, like child's play with no objections.

Meticulously maneuvering from north to south,

Making sure you know that I'm capable of more than just rhyming words with this mouth.

Let me roam

checking each and every zone

Gently sliding my tongue into every crevice on your body that welcomes me home.

Massage the hips

Kiss the lips

I like when you thrust into me, ensuring that I catch every drip.

This is not a long kiss goodnight,

More so of a good kiss leading to a long night

Wrong or right

who knows, who cares,

Because something that feels this good had to be hand crafted by the man upstairs.

A demon once I go down below,

Setting fire to your nerves as I try to extract your soul.

Beg for mercy.

Now cry for me,

But no tears raining down from those enticing eyes,

Just release and let the water falls run between those thighs.

I wont tell you lies,

One thing I despise,

Is leaving a job half complete while i take a break

So if Brittany cried Justin a river, I won' t quit until you drown me in your own personal lake.

Then when you finally wiggle yourself free,

and all conversation becomes obsolete,

Ill step back and admire you while I take my short break,

smiling because you know how much I love watching that one leg shake. 

  • Author: Bragee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 16th, 2021 15:04
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  • Category: Erotic
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