Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Oath

Made a promise  when we first met 

Wasn't too freaky when we first met


That would change come time for tongue
Signed my name on that clit
Had so wet needed a sponge

Toes curling,  breathing fast you screaming my name and reaching for pillows. 
Used to have you feeling high like you smoking weeds filled cigar illus. 

Know you miss this but won't admit it
I so miss the taste of your pleasure and how my tongue flicked your clit like a feather. 

You know I love pleasing so every time I ate. 
 I swore an oath to that pussy. 
I solemnly swear to always me you cum or squirt. 

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