Bellybutton

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Me and you on the couch.

Joking and eating ice cream out of the bucket.

When the time is right,
I take a fistful of your thick black hair.
Lead you to the bedroom.
Put you down on your back and pin your wrists over your head.

You shirt rides up.

I look at your stomach.

Your breath stops.

I kiss you all over your tummy.
Big hungry smooches.
I suck on your babyfat and make it purple.

I want to lick your navel
but I make you wait.
I nibble on your fat again.

Then I slide my tongue in your navel.

It jumps back.

I lap it up
and make it wet.
Tongue-fuck it.

A little more.

Until your eyes flutter.

And your jeans are open.

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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
THE BELLY BUTTON SAGA

an inny or an outie unhidden by jeans. TK U MLJ LV NV