Pussy-Eating Thoughts

I was going down on her

Dreaming about peaches

Sweet, soft, juicy lips

Tang, citrus, vanilla

So delicious

I figure this is what it’s gotta be like

To make out with an orchid

So I pictured her with petals

And made my tongue her colors

I try a new technique

I think she liked it,

I was greeted by the most delicious

Warm velvet pillow swollen

Puffy and pulsing,

Hips getting slippery

I’ve never talked to anyone

As sweetly as I do pussy

I wanted to see if I can make her cum

And hold her there for hours

Relentless, persistent

A disciple of the flower

I wanted to fluff her up

Make her moan

Be the captain of her soul

A pleasure felt so soft,

So deeply

The harder she comes

The closer we feel

This can’t be real life

Pussy is totally unreal


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