Precious Lips Poem by Camagu Somana
Precious Lips
Opened a bit and my man
Knocking at the door so gentle and kind
My mind is borrowed far away
Only feeling the touches and
Only hearing the sounds from Precious
Getting wet l mean very wet
Opening so slow and still gently
My man is inside she screams
Put it on turbo she asks babe please
Only feeling the touches and Only hearing the sounds from Precious Getting wet l mean very wet..love expressed so well and in endearing way leading to experience..
Write comment. Good imagination, Camagu. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
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5/10/2024 11:03:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
My mind is borrowed far away Only feeling the touches.......brilliantly expressed! A cute poem my friend...loved reading it...10
Thank you so much Dr Swain! ! !