
melting in my mouth
her mama’s butter pound cake
tempting addiction
one slice never satisfied
because the whole cake called me
melting in my mouth
her mama’s butter pound cake
tempting addiction
one slice never satisfied
because the whole cake called me
Piercing moist lips between my teeth
and caressing the silky King duvet
Franco removed my clothes
One piece at a time
Taking full control.
He gradually unleashed intentional dominion
To cage my composure
Unwrapping licking flames
Tempting and tasting
Organically vulnerable, naked truth
In pearl-sized translucent drops
Between parting lips
That only discourse
Through intercourse
Would consume.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Franco’s warm lips rimmed in frisky whiskers
Kissed a path from my collar bone
To my bare baby soft mound
Marking his territory
Staking his claim
Tongue-teasing my swelling delicacy.
Shivering
In his heat
Trembling anticipation
Accusing my body
Of what my lust was guilty for
“Please, Franco.”
Mouth betrayed mind
Stuttering
“Mmm-make lovvvvvve to meee.”
Captivated in kisses
Franco carried me to the window sill
Each breath shared
Until the cool of the glass
Blanketed my back
Stealing my own air
And libidinous wanting charged
The magnetic space between us.
Franco’s hands palmed my hips and butt
Introducing his throbbing head
To my clit no longer in hiding
I wanted to push into it
Onto it
Massage it with my wetness
But Franco’s power sedated me
Into a hypnotic blur.
“I’m going to fuck the sweet nectar out of you.
Then give you recovery time while you sleep.
When you awaken
I will make passionate love to you
And fall asleep in your wet residue.”
“Franco, take it the way you want it.”
He covered my mouth with one hand
Pushing my head gently against the window
And lifted my leg up
Until my ankle rested on his shoulder
Wide open and ready,
A pussy-soaking masterpiece
Ready to be painted on the walls
of Suite 1124.
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