Saturday, April 9, 2011

Tongue By Lady Cera

Hard, wet probing
sliding up my thigh
oh, so teasingly slow
I quiver as I sigh

I arch my back hard
hoping to bring it in
two moist lips begging
to feel that original sin

Up a little higher now
I shiver and wriggle that way
breathlessly moaning out loud
mmmmm, please let it stay

Oh, yes yes yes
that's the spot, my love
no! don't move at all
I'll move on your tongue...

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