my gift

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Sir the feel of Your hands, makes me tremble and week
their rough sweetness, i kiss and inhale
my lips taste and caress each fingers tip as i show Sir my gratitude
moans of delight as i feel that familiar hot flow spreading throughout my body
wet dreams begin to flow as i beg for the honor to serve You
my lips kiss Your palms, Your wrists, Your shoulders
as my fingers trail caressing and slow
i kiss Your stomach and blow my hot breath across Your cock
as i slip between Your thighs kissing each one feeling the heat and I sigh
my lips softly kiss and caresses Your skin making it warm and wet
my tongue licks and flicks as i stroke Your sack while i'm moving closer to the base of Your cock
i can feel my wetness growing and my nipples getting hard
with faint moans and groans i delight
as i feast on the sight of Sir's cock begins to swell
pulling myself still closer to the One i'm to serve
working my way up so very wet and slow to Your tip
reaching a fevered pitch i wrap my lips around Your swollen shaft and slip it all the way down
moaning in delight as i hear hot passions sound
as i lay stretched out with my arms curled under Your thighs
my cunt aches for just a feel
moving my tongue as i suck up and down
moaning with delight as my mind feels and sees Your cock wanting more
and my wanting to drown You in pleasure
feeling the warm wetness escaping my cunt coupled with Your wetness dripping onto the bed
enhances my desire at working harder, deeper, and faster while thinking how good it would feel to have Sir inside me
getting so hot, while thinking what would i give to have both runs through my mind
then while i suck away, i think of cock and how it makes me feel
from its soft silky feel, it's stiffness, to its veins raised as my tongue and lips move across
letting my mind go, i feel the touch, i crave the movements, i delight in the sounds
that leave me blind to just You and cock and it's offering of what's to come
the mirage and dreams that rail through my mind leaving their fiery desires burning
all centered about Your cock as i moan and groan from within with it deep in my mouth
feeling my drool drip onto your skin as Your hands grasp my head pushing me further down
i gag, i cough while still wanting You to bless me with Your sweet taste
i whisper, please Sir, this slave begs You gift her Your cum
i want it, i need it, please Sir as i bury my face deep into your stomach, my chin into Your wet sack
as i thrust Your hard cock deep down the back of my throat hoping for your gift
then sucking ever so hard and fast, wrapping my tongue around Your cock head
tasting pre-cum as it slips free, feeling Sir's cock grow harder and bigger
i eagerly continue working my lips, my tongue, my mouth vigorously wanting You, wanting to feel cock dance in me
thinking about how much this slave loves cock and the cock slut i am as Sir pumps His gift deep into my throat
never a drop wasted
at the end as this slave is licking Sir's softness, slave rejoices in her pleasure to Sir and His gift to her.

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
A TALE OF A SLAVE

in days of yore. TK U MLJ LV NV