As i lay in my essence,
Thank you, God for making me a woman.
To feel all this physical emotion,
All this attration of this gentelman,
As his skillful hand's explore my body.
His tongue pleasure me,
His vessel enters my sea,
Thrushin throught my waves of emotion,
He taste my lips ever so gentle,
We glaze into each other existence,
Our heart's beating as one now,
I exhale, as he devours me,
Sending tingly senation up my spine,
Grab for the sheets to hold, as i scream his name .
As the juiciness of my essence run'th over.....
 
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