There once was a FriskyFlower.
He has a specific power.
He shows me his meat.
It feels oh so sweet,
And he makes me scream for hours.
.
This Flower was quite a surprise,
When he held my smoldering eyes.
He’d lift up my feet
And bite on my seat.
So cruel, that the time always flies.
.
FriskyFlower was so adept.
My flower would always accept.
That lick felt so good,
He sucked that hot hood.
The bite on my clit… I just leapt!
.
The treatment offered, quite royal.
My blood was starting to boil.
I was so ready,
My hips thrust up steady,
My juices flowed like sweet oil.
.
The hunger grew deep in my core.
I could not help but want more.
I bit his hard chest,
Pushed him back for a rest,
Then proceeded to coax his roar.
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Our passion was turning to fight.
This lust was becoming a sight.
His body was fire,
I felt the desire.
My mouth on his cock; he took flight.
.
His hard dick behind me, I need.
I enjoy the thrusting, hot feed.
His hips bucking hard,
In my luscious backyard.
My pussy to take his thick seed.
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Our passion’s excitingly wild,
To think that it started quite mild.
Our eyes in the mirror,
As if to see clearer,
I was completely beguiled.
.
The battle is somewhat hard won.
My body and his become one.
The slap of our skin,
I feel it within.
The tremors of synchronous cum.
.
Writhing and panting – A wreck!
I felt that hot kiss on my neck.
My body just melted,
More than I expected.
He caused the desired effect.
.
Caressing in dying twilight.
As day submits to dark night.
We lie in the bed,
His chest holds my head.
Legs tangled and bodies wrapped tight.
