sloppy wet...
sloppy wet
He’s been dreaming about that sloppy wet….
feening to see how moist her oceans can get…
she’s that one and he just can’t seem to forget her…
rivers flowing freely from her parted thighs…
he just wanted to sample her prize…just a small taste
wanted to put his face in that place where he could worship the creator…
kneel before her throne and watch the tears flow as he ate her…
…tattooed her with his tongue until she spoke in tongues and tears streamed down her face
and her history was replaced with a God who graced her space so lovingly…
she intoxicated his senses but he sampled her relentlessly, religiously baptizing himself
in her overflow…
timing her orgasms with perfect precision he got off by watching her give in…
watching her give him his fix…
you see, he just wanted the taste of that sloppy wet on his lips…
