lips #11

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Inches away
I can almost taste you
lips
coated in an
anticipation of me
I can smell your
scent
divinely
calling me forth
Your fingers
in my locks
pull me to you
my tongue reaches
out
tasting
you
a
sigh escapes
and
I feel your fingers
tighten
with each stroke
and your breathe
shortens
and moans deepen
Only wanting a
delicious end
my tongue only stops
at your stiffness
as you push away,
crumbling
into
a wonderful
death

~These words are from my heart to yours. My thoughts spun to words. Be kind and respect them.~

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Lips #9

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Lips apart
I desire to taste
and not waste
to have our tongues
glide
and
slide
we make love
At opposite ends
I desire to grind
tongues and clits bind
hands grip
steadying hips
we make love
Both lost to strokes
I desire to let go
emotions flow
escaped moans
ecstatic groans
we make love

~These words are from my heart to yours. My thoughts spun to words. Be kind and respect them.~

Lips #8

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Bodies stretched…
lips locked…
arms intertwined…
legs apart…
my
heart
opens
to the possibilities
of the touch of you
the feel of you
the smell of you
the taste of you
To hear
you…
me…
us…
in union,
as our bodies
writh in that
seductive play
from the senses
awakened,
we
love
so
expressively

~These words are from my heart to yours. My thoughts spun to words. Be kind and respect them.~

Lips #7

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Nights without you
leave me
filled with thoughts
of your lips…
luscious,
thick,
like the African woman
you are,
they are bitable…
So very kissable,
I dream of them
on mine
and
how my senses
are awakened by
the union
the wetness
the moans
they illicit…
Magical,
lips
devine,
are always
on
my
mind

~These words are from my heart to yours. My thoughts spun to words. Be kind and respect them.~

LIPS #6

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My lips
pucker up…
ready to stamp
my love
on your
curvy body…
to have my tongue
taste
and slide
between creases…
my fingers pull at
your baby locks
as you have me
climb new heights
Damn, baby!
I open wide
to
suck
and
blow
breasts in both hands
bottom half
gyrating
to our own
rhythm
heart pumping
wetness drips
lips licked
its gonna be
a
long
night
of pleasures

~These words are from my heart to yours. My thoughts spun to words. Be kind and respect them.~

LIPS #5

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Legs crossed
thighs locked
lips wet
clits meet
and meet
and meet yet again
and again
breathing
hard
fast
and furious
moans get higher
in pitch
claws dig deep
and
the grind
continues
as lips
and
clits
meet
and meet
again

~These words are from my heart to yours. My thoughts spun to words. Be kind and respect them.~