Senses game

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.>>>>>>>>>>>>> Senses Game <<<<<<<<<<<<<
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The smell of raw arousal, shrouds me
Coating the air I so shallowly breathe
Your tongue lazily darning the wounds
Left by your razor nipples on my back


I stand, helplessly bound to your attacks
I gasp for air as skilled hands cup me
Squeezing firmly, I clench onto myself
Sharp needles traverse across my senses


Flickering lights, filters thru my eye cover
I tense struggling to guess, your next move
And it arrives, in the form of a stern kiss
Your wet tongue, forcing, parting my lips


Your hand wraps the tip of my dampness
As you drink of my pouring mouth, I gasp
Fettered I am no match, for your assaults
Your mouth now glides grappling my chin


Your hand twirls my head, making me groan
Your traveling mouth clamps onto my nipples
I moan in sheer ecstasy, my muscles contract
Dew drops escape, anticipating your mouth


Your liquid petals wrap, just pass my ridge
Your tongue probes, making my knees weak
Slowly advancing like a flame devours paper
I tighten and explode, shaking violently


You continue to spread my juices as I melt
My knees abandoned me in this intense heat
Your hands walk on my skin up to my neck
Under your breath the words "mmm yummy"

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