Saturday, October 3, 2015

Sixty Nine place in the heart

having just kissed you .. my eyes they haven't missed you,
a beat in the eyes - from the core of the heart,
like a bow of light shining in the into the core of smoking desires..

my lips run smoke trails down your throat & i light a path to the tip of your nipples within my lips ..
my smoking tongue.. circling the sweet nectar and dipping my tongue to the blood hotness of a nipple tender & moist.
pulsing into my mouth, tickle & that hot pulse of fire warm blood - hot desire

i caress your nipples with my hands, caressing your thighs - my hands hot, hot & intimate..
your belly arches under my lips, my chin caressing you - my lips seeking the sweetness of your skin..
i move up as i stroke you .. the nape of your neck pulsing warm and succulent to my lips..

i caress your thighs - your lips pass under my hands gentle masters caress.. i nip the nape of your neck,
fighting back the darkness with arrows of positive passion.. kisses that we touch, my hand caressing your hair..
our lips touch - you taste me ..

you taste me ..
my tongue, the dew of my lips my mouth .. hot breath & fire.
your eyes close as i kiss my way down your chest, your hand caressing the soft hair on my head..
you quiver under the soft meats of my tongue - memories lost into the fires ..

the fires of a hot eternal moment..
succulent and tasty to my lips the moist and firm core of a most desirable .. soft centred pussy..
my lips fold over your gentleness - your arms reach into the sky.. my tongue searching within..
close your eyes honey cakes.. i whisper

we form into a 69 your lips nibbling my thigh and the tip of my cock..
my fingers spread your thighs .. my tongue runs all over the center of your clit and pussy..
a deep thurst, a need most deep.. dark close warm - intimate..
you throb - your breath gasping.

your breath gasps - your lips biting with your teeth as your warmth makes me judder .. almost cuming right then..
i suck your clit between my lips .. sliding the side of my tongue over the roughened surface of your clitoris..
running my hands along your thigh - your feet..

your clitoris quivers against my rough tongue .. the flavour - the tast of me on your lips,
the caress of your thighs in my hands, your hand strokes my ass as you cum - your hand your nails ..
making this boy explode.. into fire like the phonix in the flames of birth.

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