…That Night

I wish that night could have lasted forever
It was a pandemic across my body
Little death after little death

You and I in the shadows of that room
The freedom we felt, the lust we could smell
Our tongues were in a delirium

There was no ambiguity
Only pure sugar-sweet pleasure
And I had never been so high, so happy

We were each others confessor that night
My mouth and your cock
Your mouth and my pussy


5 thoughts on “…That Night

  1. Our times together,
    Perfection upon the tongue.
    You breathing through words,
    I write to be sung.
    Emotions boiled,
    As you light my fires.
    We are each other’s drug,
    Highs orally acquired.


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    1. GAH!!! I love you so much daddy! I love our times together! I love your tongue! ๐Ÿ˜โค๏ธ๐Ÿ˜โค๏ธ๐Ÿ˜โค๏ธ๐Ÿ˜โ˜ ๏ธโ˜ ๏ธ

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      1. I love your Pooosey, it’s taste.
        The may I can push forward and your clit sits there to tease, to lick, to suck.
        I’m so fucking hard right now remembering her.
        How I eat you to orgasm before we fuck.
        I love your Pooosey, it’s scent.
        How I bury my face into her warm wet musk.
        Nothing gets me ready than that time I feed.
        That time I pleasure you before we fuck.

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