Sweet Nectar

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Beyond sexy she is from her long legs up to her perfectly shaped hips.
Perfect round breasts...
Her nipples stand hard and ready to play as she tosses back her braided long hair to get it out of the way.
I look into her honey brown eyes as our lips meet. 

The taste of her spit as our tongues cross causes my clit to get even harder.
The touch of her soft skin against mine.

The scent she carries is ever so fine.
Like a light scent of floral, it hangs in the air.

Her whispers are tender and straight to the point.
Her flower is heated and is swelled out plump.
Her hand provides her with my honey as she licks her fingers to have a little taste.
Mmmmm... your nectar.
She spreads open her legs so her nectar I can taste.

Please cool me down with your nectar.
My passion for you is burning.
It is so intense.
I can feel the flame. 

I want you will all my being.
I cannot hold any longer.
The furnace in my chest is about to explode.

You know I want you.
That I am hungry for you.
The way you tease me.
I love it.

It drives me to the brink of insanity.
Till you finally show me mercy.

Hands sliding...
Gliding...
Striding...
Between supple roots of delicate flowers.

Nimble stroke...
Tease...
Tantalize...
Caress succulent petals.

Effortlessly they spread...
Opening and yielding to my delicate touch.
Cupping the unfolding flower I claim.
Enslaving it with my hungry mouth.

A skillful tongue delves in...
Prodding...
Probing...
Penetrating its secret depths. 

Coiling and exploring...
Glistening dew, of sweet nectar oozes...
Licking every droplet of this...

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