French Kiss
He left my body in an indescribable sense of pain and pleasure.
Leaving me legs weak, my mind numb, and the eyes in the back of my head, as he licked his way into the river that flowed between my legs... thus naming me lady Aqua.
He said my river flowed so smoothly into is mouth and said that it quenched his thirst.
I said nothing, and just continued to rain down on him; no umbrella ...needed, no shelter required. Flowed as hard as a waterfall, but he enjoyed the beauty of it all.
Legs stretched as far as they could go as he tongue danced around the lips and the walls.
I tried to call his name, but the words got stuck in my throat; causing me to gasp for air and then he stuck his tongue in that one spot, you know the one I'm talking about.
That spot that sends volts of pleasure through you.
Creating you into a natural disaster where things fall from the walls, whatever is underneath you starts to clasps, glass falls on the floor.
The dog starts howling because it doesn't know what's going on.
You're oblivious to the neighbors banging on the walls.
All you know and all you are concerned with is drowning him with your cum.
When he's done and he's licked my clit into a state of numbness and sensitivity, my legs jerk involuntarily, and I'm struggling to keep my eyes open.
He licks me once more and the pussy starts to talk, but she's muffled by the cum seeping from her lips, and he licks it up with a french kiss .
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