your mouth salivates heavily as your seductive gaze stares upon me. that stare could make a preacher get on his knees; his thoughts and actions which were intended for prayer were used upon your garden of eden. your petite fingers dived straight down towards your folds, as you played with yourself.
once I unravel your sacred fruit, its sweet nectar drips down onto my hand. with every lick, it becomes more and more moist, as if it was a waterfall, and my tongue was your personal plunge pool.
tears streamed down your sun kissed cheeks as I placed myself into you in a repeated motion. the mixture of pleasure and pain was entangled like my hand in your hair; or our tongues once our lips locked. what a beautiful combination.
I feel like the rain, the oceans and all the water in the world. I got you wet.
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