Mental Cunnilingus

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    Mental Cunnilingus

    I begin my journey
    at the point where u walked into my life
    my fingers glide faintly across
    your ebony stalks of softness
    small pecks are given
    on your ankles- slowly
    up to ur thighs- slowly
    resting-
    I play god and cause
    a gentle breeze to blow from my
    mouth to ur supple and tender skin
    I want u to close ur eyes and imagine that u are on
    a white sandy beach-
    the sun is rising through ur from ur toes to ur head
    as the sea beats against
    your stilled body.
    your are covered with the warm
    waters of the ocean
    you are weightless now
    drifting in the outer space that my tongue now provides
    you can feel ur self
    rising from the earth
    now open ur eyes ever sooooooo slightly
    and allow my pinked moist conveyor
    of pleasure to to brush against the inner linings of your passion
    If u listen closely
    you can hear the sound of my heart racing
    i feel the small shivers
    in ur hips
    i want the taste of ur pasisontized nectar 2
    last forever
    i can feel the heat from
    you surge
    between my fingertips
    i manipulate
    the pearl
    from side to side
    in rhythms that emanates
    from the pits of pleasure
    i whisper deep inside ur ears
    'Rememember this feeling'
    oh , i love to make u feel like this
    i can feel u
    push my head closer and closer toward u
    but chill
    imma be down here for awhile
    sipping on ur szyrup that seeped from
    my ecstasy
    until your inside tremor
    i give u one thousand kisses
    softly placed
    on ur stomach
    as they get lower
    and lower
    and lower
    and lower

    My tongue finally embraces ur under lips gently
    firmly i make it press against your love bubble
    i can feel you move cautious
    as my tongue encircles your bud of sexual bliss
    i can move it real fast
    or i can move it real slow
    i decide to take ur whisper
    and move it slow move it slow
    i move it sooooo slow inside of u

    don't fight this pleasures
    uncurl them toes
    my ears cascaded my ur sighs of contorted sinuous refinement:
    'ARgHHHHHHHHHHHH'
    'OhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH' and 'oewwwwwwwwwwww'
    give ur self to me
    embrace me
    enjoy this.
    nobody can make u feel like i am gonna
    stop pressing my head into
    the echoes of ur heart beat dances bye
    as i
    hum a lullaby
    for while within u
    i want to make u feel
    like u have never before re
    i want u to feel like this
    i want u too know my version of pleasure
    like i know it
    small passing tremor walk throughout your back
    and take rest at your downtown station
    i feel ur expectations rise
    heated coo my name
    you feel like a fevered child
    who has played in the fresh snow too long
    steamy ur juices began to flow within u
    and seep unto my lips i knew of ur sweetness
    but never like this i never knew one could be so tasty
    i hope u can take more cause
    we have only just begun to do this my way
    i think ur leg is having a nervous breakdown!
    its coming the charge begins to build within u
    like a gigantic volcano
    on sum deserted island. you take like freshly made chocolate
    small spheres of delight violently increase in your moisten petals of
    passion.AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA terrell
    were the last words
    i heard
    before u
    erupted
    and had sensations
    flow through out your body
    like a mighty African River.
    Your hushed Voice tells me
    all
    i need to know

    i give u a small kiss on the cheek
    and say thank u
    no i am not going to touch u
    just sit back and relax
    and enjoy the power of my blessing

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    asoldierswife commented on Mental Cunnilingus

    11-22-2008

    I like the ebony part :)

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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