A Moment In (Bed)Time

Your pussy juices running down my face
Oh, how I love the taste
Your pussy juices glistening on my lips
That’s it grind those hips.

Your swollen clit grinding against my tongue
Your melodious songs you sing and yet to be sung
Make me so hard and wanting more
That’s it make those hips soar.

Your dripping wet pussy rubbing my nose
Your sweaty body, like dew on a rose
Glistening in the morning light
That’s it make that pussy tight.

Your inferno womb gripping my index
Yeah, I know you are ready for sex
Gasp for air while you moan like a lost soul
That’s it fuck my finger with your hole.

Your trembling body writhing on the bed
Roll those eyes inside your head
Enjoy the ecstasy your body is feeling
That’s it let the orgasm flow through your being.