Oh Gods Does She Want YouA Story by AirilaAll I'm gonna say...I can't wait til my boyfriend reads this.
Every word you speak arouses her
Makes her wish she was beside you Her tongue dancing with yours Hands caressing all over her body She feels your tongue at the nape of her delicate neck Tiny whimpers fill the room at your nibbles Swearing that this sensation has never happened before in her life She wants you so bad she quivers with delight, desire Her throbbing p***y calls for your tongue to make her wetter Deep inside her wet, hot crevices She screams at every lick, touch, bite Gripping at the sheets, toes curling, back arching Your tall fingers deep inside her Moans transcends to screams She wants this so bad she can taste it And then she tastes you Up and down, sucking down hard, with such passion Lust fills her eyes Her tongue rolling around with such determination Her mission; push you so far over the edge Make you lose all grips of reality With her lips, tongue, hands Your head tilts back Growls pass your lips Pulling her hair She knows that you're craving to f**k her so bad Finally lost control, finally over the edge Throws her down to the bed You look her deep in the eyes Your tongue darts into her mouth ever so gently Then she feels you thrust inside her His dick so rock hard it can cut diamonds Legs wrapped tightly around your hips Screaming with desire Screaming your name Tell her you want her This wild experience The gods are smiling They know she's desired this for so long Rolling around the bed Like 2 lion cubs playing F*****g her in every position imaginable In every room of the house No part of her body goes unstimulated She orgasms so many times her legs shake She doesn't stop Not til you climax And when you do She kisses you one last time Collapsing in your arms "I love you" I whisper in your ear. February 20, 2010 11:40 am © 2010 Airila |
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2 Reviews Added on February 20, 2010 Last Updated on February 20, 2010 AuthorAirilaKingston, JamaicaAboutWhat is there really to say about me? I don't believe in confirmation to society's norms. You are who you choose to be. Me? I'm the passionately passionate object of your passion. I am who you think y.. more..Writing
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