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Click hereThis tribute may tend to go to the wild side,
For she tends to stir a passion within me.
The difference in our age is about 3 decades
But to me sometimes the way you walk and talk
You might as well be 16 at heart
Your gucci top
Your prada bag
Those flat heeled shoes
That cover your cute toes
I'd love to smell your relaxed hair
Run my fingers everywhere
You tease me with your lustful stare
Stir my loins with every glare
To lay my hand upon your thigh
My tongue upon your makeuped cheek
To gently tease you by and by
Whisper sweet somethings and make you week
I wish you'd let me venture down
Below the valley of your teets
Id run my tongue around and round
Those sweet brown nipples that gave him milk
My hand would wander deeper now
The buttons flying off your shirt
Revealing flattened tummy wow
I wonder how you keep yourself
My lips explore your everywhere
No part of your body left untouched
Gently i part your slender legs
My face buried between your thighs
My tongue slides over your sweet mound
Around the bean round and round
My fingers trace around your "lips"
Moving past your tender hips
I look up at you from at your feet
My rightful place is that my queen
I see you bite your lip with pleasure
Eyes closed as you get wetter and wetter
My hands run over your ample bosom
Kneading your brown dollar nipples
You cannot shout though its so much pleasure
Lest the neighbours wander what goes on hither
Faster my tongue moves over your clitoris
Tasting the juices that flow right below it
I feel your body tense your back arch
A flood of sweetess flows down my throat
I hungrily gather all i can
My auntie's sweetness wasted not
I fall on your body bathed in sweat
And whisper in your ear with vaginal breath
I'll give you some time to rest dear aunty
For i'd love to enter you with my young member
You open your eyes and lool lustful at me
Squeeze my hardness and winks
How i'd often wish you'd make a move
A gentle touch a simple shove
For if but one fantasy would be reality
I'd have this affair with my lustful aunty
- Platonic Wanderer-