Wet meet moist As tongue tip lightly lick folds of mushy soft flesh, Hips lift, Then gyrate, Mimicking slow-moving ocean waves, That gently rock his head up and down, As his tongue trace the shape of your sex soft swollen flesh Waves of electrified sensations, Entice you to lift your head higher, As pleasure desire, Rifle into the sanctuary of your loin Moans, Groans, Breath hitch, As hips dip, Then erratically lift upwards toward the sky Legs spread, Then gingerly wrap around his head, Then pul
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