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Your sweet lips
spread so wide
Showing their pinkness
way up inside

Your nectar flows
freely from within
covers my lips my tongue
and my chin

How sweet do you taste
as I lick your smooth flesh
Your arousal excites me
to do my very best

I lick each lip
with the most tender of care
set my sights at the clit
hovering up there

I push with my fingers
on the hood that is there
covering your clit
from my amorous care

I expose your button
to the view of my eyes
I lick and I suck and
listen to your cries

You wiggle and squirm
holding my head close
not once am I ever
dislodged from my post

Your thick juices flow
from the well where I drink
an orgasm is teetering
there on the brink

Prolonging the pleasure
of your orgasmic release
my tongue continues
to play in your wet, wet crease

Your pussy is swollen
and ready to pour
but yet my tongue continues
to lick and explore

Your flower is wide open
the gates are all set
to release all your passion
and leave you all spent

your pussy is soaked
and my tongue wears a coat
when your dam finally bursts
I am sure I will float

Your sensitive breasts
With nipples so taut
are squeezed in my fingers
when they are easily caught

Your breathing is heavy
Coming in gasps
Your orgasm is nearing
You are in my grasp

Your skin is alive
all tingly and such
Covered with goose bumps
and so hot to the touch

Waves of ecstasy pass through your body
Rippling your tummy and shaking your thighs
It is for certain
I can tell by your sighs

Raising your hips tight to my mouth
You call out my name as you violently shake
Holding my head in place
as you experience each thunderous quake

My tongue continues
its rhythm for sure
much lighter and slower
continuing the tour

A vision of your pussy
I remember oh so well
the touch, the taste,
ah yes, the smell

I devoured your flower
in all its splendor
so happy for the favor
and your surrender

My arms encircle you
cuddling you close
you know from my hold
that you are the most

Lightly stroking your pussy,
breasts pressed tight to my chest
You know by the way I love you
that you are the best

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