with the thought of
him sweepin his tongue
all over my mines
beads of sweat form on
my body in anticipating
his move I glance at his
perfect frame and my body
starts to jyrate for his
my body began to sweat perfusely
as he slow moves towards my mines
he leans downs an kiss my inner thigh
as my panties becomes wet
His tongue sends me in to
pure ecstasy of the warmth
of his kiss the touch of his
tongue makes me become
wetter for him
Stretch across the bed
horizontally waiting for him
to move in closer he stops
and stands up and says its
my turn ....
©7/2010F.a. Ellis aspiring author/poet
All Rights Reserved by F.a.Ellis
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