Eleven four teen

Caught in the moment,
Breathing heavy, 
His Lips on every inch of my caramel skin.
He slowly grazes over my mountains,
And when he finally reaches the peaks I could scream out in ecstasy 
But before I can, he's kissing down my stomach
Tongue trailing right down to my waterfall
Kissing 
Sucking
Biting
ever so slowly he reaches the promised land
The place where his tongue his lips and his manhood are ever so welcome.
Slowly he kisses the pearl 
The waterfalls rush even faster
Licking every spot imaginable, I'm moaning 
Grabbing
Pushing 
Pulling
It's too good, I can't hold it in
Niagara Falls ain't nothing compared to what he's created
He comes up from the waterfall completely soaked in my juices
Kissing me right on the lips
I appreciate my taste
Six deep breaths later, I pull on my panties and give him the eye
It's time to return the favor. 

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