Morena, I will taste all of you
Starting here at your beautiful feet
Franco holds my heels in his palms
Moist lips kissing my toes
Leaving me somewhat breathless
as his tongue tenderly touches each tip
"Franco, don't stop."
I hold the edges of the table
halting the sensation of levitation
His hands caress my calves
holding each leg as if a work of art
He explores the backs of my knees
that quiet erogenous zone
lighting my fire
and all I can do is moan
and hold on tighter
to control my scorching desire
With eyes covered
My imagination soars
Sliding on top of me
overtaking my existence
with his pleasuring persistence
feeding me
all of his tantalizing secrets
The sweetness of his tongue
and the saltiness of his neck
Morena, your legs are
delectable
but I have to sample your main dish
"Franco, I need to see you
I want to watch you please me."
Princesa, feel the joy
Let it overcome you
as I have been completely possessed by you
My dress no longer hid my hunger
He has bared my want for him
Listening, smelling, anticipating
Where he will go next
His tongue and fingers massage my inner thighs
and warmth from his own body heat
escapes through his pores
My legs lock around his broad shoulders
Subduing his head behind a facade of my control
He breathes in and out with urgency
In and out, I pant
Moisture seeps and drips
from the depths of my cravings
from the depths of my cravings
and teases his tongue
Trembling
I attempt to speak
But all that escapes
are the sounds of satisfaction
preludes
to an orgasmic impact
that my hot walls will endure.
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