she feels it...

It's a sensation of like running water. for the smile and nibbles, I go all out.... Leggs pinch my neck to the ceiling. Ceiling fan rotating just inches from my face... Popcorn texture shaking down , salting The sheets and beads of sweat sweeten The nectar, you feel it too... I'm spun unselfish in the direction of the Spinning blades.... It's real when I can't decide which set of Lips to kiss... You're beauty recognizes my thirst... I seek those rubies I kissed so long ago... Those long sugar cane's have it their way with me.... It's creamy fill first... How can you mind, you're the scrumptious of all my appetites, and love sipping your essence off my wet Lips , I don't like to share thou it's sexy You enjoy it... I get bodied when you spread it , swirl a Finger inside until my vision and knees abandon me to lust..... She feels it, You feel me.... It's a self discovery of covenant nature... A pull from within the iron in my veins....