Power of the Pussy

She's like a siren hidden between thick heavenly thighs. A vixen begging to be released, yet kept in a cage, because if she was left to rage she'd make you her lust slave. Yes a lust slave. One that does anything imaginable to make her happy. One who begs to leave the slowest, sweetest french kiss on her. The power she has over you. How hypnotized she makes you. Her song and dance have you gravitate towards her. You can't pull away, no matter how hard you have tried. She has you under her spell.


Face first, to quench your thirst. Something she would never deny you, but you must earn your drink from the pool of juices so sweet it's a hundred proof of intoxication. One lick and she will have your total dedication without penatration, even though that is yet to come. Inhale her, smell her, lust for her, try and touch her smoothness, her thickness, her wetness and get denied. A tease? Why of course she is. She'll have you crawling to her.


Power she is. Under her spell she'll have you. Cries of pleasure she'll give you. Orgamsmically high she'll make you. Devour her you must, you will, to try and control your lust, your unsatisfable desire to pleasure her more, and more, and more. To place your lips on her lips. To lick and suck her clit. To try and find her soul between her thighs. The power she is. The power she holds. Tongue tie you she will. Drown you she may. Leave you wanting more is for sure. Wade in her water, play in her pool. To sleep she will put you leaving you to drool.


The power of the Pussy

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