Ek hi shaks ki to baat hai maula
Saara jahaan kisne manga hai

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“Baby, give this shit up.”
“Mm.. then move faster and relish in my nasty lover’s cup.. yes.. yes just like that, I do love how your erection sups.”
Taking my lips under control, branding me with love bites, reprimanding, the desires of my soul, as a covetous man
Locked in my cunt repeatedly squeezing my sugar walls
Milking the width of his dick for his release free fall
Fully loaded, heightening us to a place where the drips of him meets my wet candy land
Pressing his buttock downs, wrapping my legs around his back giving the man all he can stand

Coated bis girth with my brown sugar and spice and everything nice
Oh…baby, God, I’ve missed you too
Downward thrusting, bodies shifting, an enticing hip uplifting move
Bursts of desire overflowing, climatic blending, a blissful sex pool
A kiss to my lips, my eyes, and a whisper in my ear, “I love getting my dick fed in your carnal food.”

Mm.. you so nasty…

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Mm, what a hard nutt this tight pussy is trying to crack

Girth penetrating deeper without a care
Pulling in the height of surrendering his will, my hair
His dick giving my pussy no room to spare
Stolen breaths of air
It’s a female prerogative to postpone her climax, he feels when my pussy eludes
Needing the slicken invading of his throbbing power charging moves
Mm, I love his hard determination when charging into my creamy dew

Mm.. Big Daddy
You like balancing your knuckles on the mattress while sliding in and on this fatty
Your sweat rolling down your spine
Your head thrown back, French epithets, the scent, taste of my pheromones mesmerizing you with my tight sultry grind
You are always worth my time, when your body becomes all mine


Driving with desire, getting us closer to the promise land
His girth sinking deeper and deeper… sss.. as it famish commands
Over and over as my seesawing pussy gives and demands

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Make me want you between my thighs
As you part me for your nightly surprise
Your strong fingers easing inside
Mm… tasting the lust of me off your fingers first
Opening my legs wider
In the anticipation blindfolding me, watching my pussy twerk

Rose petals, softly caressing my skin back arched needing the heat from your touch
Taking your times, to feel the gush in the mist of your sinking thrust
I’ve heard, good things cum to those we wait
Slowing take your clothes off and let me take my place
On my knees, or straddling your face

Pampering the naked part of me
Hands over my head, hips gripped, a tongue-to-tongue tease
When he’s charging with a purpose, dipping deeper, his erection thrashing inside
A butter rum dip, hungrily awaiting his monstrous pearly collide

Legs linking around his back, hard dick inside me riding
My pussy lifting and gloving, meeting his arrowing sliding
Two bodies merging into one as we’re gliding
Pounding out his frustration while I’m on my back

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What the fuck

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His tongue enters
the abyss of her heady flavours,
- licking, lapping, sucking
She shudders a little,
Allowing him to appreciate
the endeavours of his attention

Her orgasm, his mouth.

He turns her around,
her wetness perfect now
for the mounting lust
of his disciplined cock
to enter the sticky grip
of his birthday girl.

He removes his briefs
and positions his tip,
slightly inside
her body says so much
as he sees her shift
to try and get more of it in her,
finally that uncontrollable urge
slips past her lips in the words:
“fuck me, good”
and he thrusts in deep,
and deeper
and quicker
to grant
that understandable
birthday wish.

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He releases her for a moment
stepping back
to visually inhale the sight
of his purchase on her body,
that thin strip of green
exquisitely centred
to separate each cheek
of that sexy bottom

He tugs on the waistband
and the tension
pulls tighter
along the split of her,
Inciting a twinge
of longing to her opening

Turning her around,
he pulls it away
from the fit
letting it rest
at her upper thighs,
while his long fingers
part her attuned lips

His fingers move
along the slit,
his mouth finds hers
and soon he has pushed inside
his finger, and another
working in and out
while locked in that kiss

His lips travel the smooth of her legs,
delightful little pecks
along one
and then the other,
all the way down,
the thong slid further
to rest just above the ankles

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The package awaits at the door,
A mystery contained
in plain brown
paper wrap

Beneath the wrapping
a plush red box,
and inside that
an emerald green thong
with a handwritten note
that reads: “to wear on your birthday”

The day arrives
And succeeding the morning shower,
she slides into the thong
perfectly positioned
to the delicacies
of her femininity

She admires her body
In the bathroom mirror,
It looks very appealing
- a subtle accessory
that delivers just a splash of colour
to the natural colour of her incredible body

She feels the unexpected warmth
of his arms
envelop her,
his bulge against her bottom
with no rational idea
of how it could be possible

He too, is only in his underwear
those basic white cotton briefs
housing another package
for her future enjoyment

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He felt the lubing effect as she slid across his chest and kissed him whispering, “Thank you.”

He heard a voice screaming, “Who are you?” But, he couldn’t speak. He watched as the nude silhouette was framed in the hallway light for a moment before disappearing.

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