It's a Girl Thing

Standing before her,
I feel my skin aflame.
To take her on, anywhere,
is an urge that brings no shame.
I crave to hold the maiden fair,
Caress her skin so soft.
Brush up against her, smell her hair.
Ebrace aview of eyes of toft...
I see her sweet sensual lips,
And kiss them before I percieve
my action, lusting for her hips,
And my tensions sore to relieve.
Tongues meet and dance in bliss,
Such gentle softeness as to please,
Beyond mere pleasures of a kiss,
and I am scortching hot (for her) with ease.
Sliding my hand, slowly, down,
Over her smooth, toned surface.
Fingers touch clitorous, and found
A pleasant place; sensual wetness...
Bliss to feel my fingers stroke inside,
Joy as I returned her grace.
And so nice to feel our gentials
Pressed against each others' face.
Lick up, slow, meaningful.
Tickle clit, a little bite,
Suck and then a little pull -
And she does damn all right.
[Unh] I feel her up and in...
Fingers, arties, all feels great...
I cannot believe this to be sin,
And pray the Lord me does not hate.
[Oh, oh OH UNH MMMmm...] Brilliant...
Tongues buried INSIDE loins.
Her blessed tongue so damn resilient,
Now where's some boys to join?
Bodies grind, sweat lubricates,
Lust engages, burning through.
Feeling pleasure that is a tongue-bar's trait,
Bury my mouth inside her smoo...
Double ended joins the fun,
and inside both it starts to run.
It feels like bliss inside and out,
It feels like cumming's near about,
It's so damn good you want to shout,
Oh god, oh GOD I'm nearly donE....
[pant pant]
I lick her clean...