Puckered Rosebud Tips

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Debbie
Debbie
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Upon arrival you disrobe for pleasure
Naked, you freely advance towards me
Displayed wares on veiw, such treasure
Superb in your obvious open sexuality


Scent upon flared nostrils; musk like
I swear I can almost taste your delight
Drawing me to you , my skirts all a hike
Panties drenched at first glimpse of sight

Own nipples stretch fabric, thin and sheer
Demanding; yes beg, quench my blatant thirst
I almost cum as you draw close and near
My blood races, I feel I may sexually burst


Aching, yearning like blooming rosebud tips
To blossom in afterglow from your attention
Suckled by your wet, puckered sweet lips
My body longs for your touch, such sensation

You lure me close, needing to pelvic thrust
To bump and grind till in orgasm I pass out
I quiver, patient I have to be, whimpering a must
You are in charge, Mistress I scream and shout

Non rhyming version

Seen and tasted through sheer material
Puckered rose bud tips, nipples primed
Scented musky lips, aching for touch
Naked body aroused by clothed lover
Sensing and knowing your lust for me
Your skirt hitched up by shaking hands
Wanton woman pressed on welcoming face
Tongue pressed, tip first on golden nub
Nipple erect brushed against pierced clitoris
Till you slake my thirst with your honey juices


As it comes

New lover
Rosy puckered lips
Taste test
Thrusting nub and tips
Sublime
Rhythmical thrustingof hips
Parched
Enjoying dewy nectar drips
Quenched
Every drop a blessing of sips
Dine again
Salivate, sip; sup.

Debbie
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