My sex god 🍆💦

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by _kareh_waigwe
by _kareh_waigwe
                                    
                                              I think about him often, his handsome and buff  body, I dream I'm touching him, my mind just draws him in
                          His hands glide across my curves, I feel his warm embrace, he run his tongue all over me, I love how he makes me wet 
                          My nipples get so hard and long, he  suck both of them, running his tongue in circles, he make me want to fuck

                          I want to suck his dick so bad , to taste his cum so sweet😋👅🍆💦, or maybe join him in the shower , starting at his lips heading to his dick😋
                          I let him lick my clitoris, to suck upon my lips, pull me tight into his mouth, as he hold me by my hips
                          Kissing me with passion, our sex is full of lust, my soft skin drives him crazy and just the thought of fucking me makes him so hard
                          He undresses me till i have nothing on, watching me with admiration as he leaves small kisses everywhere,  the pinkness deep inside, he want to put his cock in me and take me for a ride
                          I hope you are horny, I pray your panties are so damp, I hope your pussy's throbbing, I hope it makes you clamp
                          Juice running freely, running down my thigh, he stroke me hard with so much pleasure 
                          All these dreams come over me when I see his skin, he is so fucking sexy, I pray he let me in
                          I let him see the inner me, he want to share his needs,I did let him send me word porn, to help me with  my needs
                          He wanted to hush the sense that frames me -
an outline that the heavens tell.
It drifted at ease with eager hands
and into his it sought
and fell.
                          My skin to his with such ease,
with broken words
and trembling knees,
transcending in a thought sublime
yet mindless to the gist of time.
                          He wanted to know the layers of me,
the way i drip with every thrust.
Though the melancholy  sky above me
would envy our enthralling lust
that words fail to comprehend,
that sounds strive to confess.
Such a sweet and gentle sin
the moon has begged just to caress.
                          He only wanted to encompass the beauty that I'm  in.
Its curves that curve around his grasp,
My skin against his skin.