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She started moaning, then screaming and uncontrollably shaking;
And it was in that moment, that she completely belonged to him. -
He takes her to depths she’s never felt before,
and delicately, she rubs her clit with her eyes closed
as he sucks her beautifully pedicured toes.
He feels so good inside her, even more than he knows—
though she expresses her pleasure through her moans.
He desperately wants her to orgasm intensely.
He desperately wants her to finally let go.
In missionary he satisfies her, but from the side,
his length finds her G-spot, and his width
rubs against her sensitive clit so much better.
He wants to memorize the words of her sensual whispers
down to the very last letter, so he can find his release
when they are apart and can’t see each other.
She counts down from ten, but she only makes it to seven
before she has an intense orgasm on his hugeness again.
She wants to take control of the rhythm, so she sits on him,
but before that, she got on her knees
to taste her own passion while he was looking. -
His mouth waters, because for so long he wanted to taste her.
He finds so much pleasure in thoroughly pleasing her.
She likes the way he uses his tongue as a source of pleasure,
but his tongue teasing her clit with two fingers in her ass
between his erotic whispers would be so much better. -
He calls her, and she walks closer to the familiar
euphoria of riding the full length of his measure.
She is already wet, contemplating his tongue on her,
with the penetration of his fingers as she moans and writhes in pleasure.
She wants to look at him as she tastes him and be spanked in doggy after.
Where she is tight, she wants him to slowly slide inside her
as she releases loudly, using her vibrator, drenched in wetness
because of his thickness and the words of his erotic whispers. -
Carole Landis 1940 -
The draw of her aura
The euphoria in holding her
The beauty of her countenance
The love in her eye’s conveyance
The mystery of her femininity
The depths of her they can’t see
The warmth of her tearful embrace
The affectionate rush when you wipe
away the tears from her face
The vision of an angel in white lace
To know that she is loved
To know that she is safe
