Tag: Beauty
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The skillfulness of his warm tongue;
His girth that effortlessly made her cum;
The euphoria of sucking his thick hugeness
as she looked up at him with her fingers rubbing her wetness.
The way he sucked and licked her nipples
as she was riding him that left her breathless.
The anal beads that he slowly pulled out her
as she satisfied her clitoris with a powerful vibrator.
The way she intensely squirted with
her hand on the back of his head;
The memory of how he teased
her pussy with his tongue
and made her beg. -
She sucks the full length of his cock with passion; her lips tightly wrapped around his girth
as she greedily savors the taste of him. In the darkness, her fingers find the deep wet source
of her pleasure — she rubs her clit first, before two fingers enter her. Her euphoric moans
are muffled because her mouth is full. She teases the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue;
he lies back with his eyes closed and amorously whispers to her, Take off the rest of your clothes.
Sucking him in doggy position, she spreads her legs wider — rubbing her throbbing clitoris faster;
with dripping lust he stares at her, and he wants to be inside her. He says her name again and again
through beautiful whispers, and her pussy is so much wetter. She pauses her sucking to mount him;
it’s been so long since she’s fucked him — his hugeness stretches her, and her wet passion runs down
his rock hard length like a river. They both close their eyes and count down from five so they can
cum together, but tonight she does not want him to release inside of her vagina; she quickly slides
down and places her mouth on his erect hardness as he releases. Oh, shit; oh, baby, is all that
he can muster, between tempered screams and heavy breathing. -
The length and breadth of his measure find the depths of her;
She whispers gorgeous words, immersed in complete and absolute pleasure.
Slowly, up and down on him she is in rhythm, and he is so hard inside of her;
With her eyes closed, she whispers, You’re so deep —
And she is so fucking beautiful in her intense release. -
She longs for him in the morning, wanting to be stretched by every inch of him.
Sucking her fingers, she wishes she was sucking the length of his thickness.
Her other fingers find the throbbing source of her profuse wetness—
Maybe if she says his name three times he will appear, to fuck her hard and pull her hair.
Though she is disappointed that he is not there, she can call him so he can hear;
Her fingers move vigorously under black lace as she thinks about how she rode his face.
She desperately needs to release; her wet desires she needs to satiate,
So her butt plug she lubricates, and she places new batteries in her powerful toy that vibrates. -
She is a flower who cried the day they threw her away,
but loving hands reached for her and placed her in water,
and nourished her, and deeply cared for her.
Her petals were bruised because she was misused,
and even with scars on her stem, she flourished
and found healing — under soft light, her beauty is revealing
of something delicate, transcendent, and heaven sent;
Joyous tears fall on her petals, and radiantly she blooms forever.
She is beautiful in the spring, fall, summer, and winter. -
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.
Intimate Compositions 