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Click hereIn a moment's time, I recall,
When I first tasted, my heart enthralled.
An unfamiliar and wild flavor,
Yet strangely delicious, I must savor.
To be showered in your golden rain,
By your ebony love, I am insane.
To feel its warmth upon my skin,
Oh, the ecstasy it brings within.
Off my creamy white chest it flows,
From my nipples, my desire grows.
As you watch with delight in your eyes,
Sucking your nectar, my spirit flies.
In my wetness, your essence immersed,
Oh, the pleasure, it can't be reversed.
In my tender white behind, could you please,
Let your golden stream bring me to ease?
Yet it's not just your urine I yearn,
For your saliva, I too discern.
In my mouth, let it dribble and fall,
Then force your shaft within me, overall.
Spit upon my countenance, let it pour,
With your touch, spread it all o'er.
But deep within me, my utmost plea,
To feel your essence, your climax set free.
In my mouth and upon my face,
Your seed, a gift, in this sacred space.
On my lips, I caress your ebony might,
Such abundance of cum, a wondrous sight.
To embrace my role, your devoted pro,
Being your lover, in ways you know.
In this surrender, I find my all,
For being your desire, I stand tall.
Glad you enjoyed it, and why not? It's a perfectly normal perversion, go for it. Slip into the men's room of a beer bar and try it with three or four men and enjoy the yeasty smell of their piss. That's how I learned how much fun it is to be the object of four jet steams and it doesn't hurt the climate. Go for it, sister! Life is not for losers.
Mabel Mudworth