Powerfulenergy

WHEN  I SAY SHOWER 
ME WITH YOUR SALTY NECTAR 
I MEAN ........
LEAVE  ME DRIPPING 

I WANT YOU TO FEEL THE 
WETNESS YOU CREATED 
A SIMPLE MMMMMMMM.........
IS ALL IT TAKES 

I want to see you fingers clasping the bedsheet as my lips , tongu and fingers start flipping  on all your switches to start the rollercoaster ride ...
 I would work patiently and preciselyon every inch of your skin guided by your soul sighs and moans...
 Smell from all your secret cracks and cavities will light up the runway for me to touch down on your body 
 I will land on you , come aboard baby , let me take you to heaven ...
 Let my tongue paint those wings that you need to fly 
 Let my fingers make your inside wet, to make our way forward treacherous  and dangerous
 For me to slide myself in until I touch the pink tiny switch to flip it on too..
 And then let me reveal your angel for my demon to find his playmate
  This ride will takes us together to heaven, where my demon was frightened  to go alone ...
 Once there  I know  how much longer you need to stay there I will stay there even longer for you, I will love you there  harder and faster
 Every blow will be more savage  than the previous, every thrust will draw juices from your  core  
Until you  want me to wake you up from this dream with my liquid  splashing  all over your inside  
To sooth the sweet pain of this high that we would reach together 
 Drenched  in our liquids we will fall together from heaven , and this time in absence of your wings my arms  will hold you tightly

 A CURIOUS TONGUE SLOWLY REACHING OUT 
FROM IT'S HIDING PLACE AS THE WARMTH TRAVELED  DOWN
SHE FELT THE HEAT LAND ON HER WETNESS 

EVERY ORGASM IS AN  EPIPHANY !!!

HER AMAZING HANDS KEPT MOVING WHILE 
SHE LOOKED AT YOU AND SWALLOWED
SHE GAVE YOU NO OTHER OPTION 
THAN TO LET HER HAVE IT 
TURNING HER GAZE TO THE FLESH 
IN HER SHINY HANDS 
SHE THOUGHT TO HERSELF 
ABOUT HOW MUCH SHE LOVED 
MAKING HIM  CUM 

SOME GIFTS ARE GIVEN IN BOXES 
WRAPPED IN ORNATE PAPER 
AND RIBBONS 
BUT SHE PREFERRED A SIMPLER KIND 
GIFTS WRAPPED IN COTTON AND ELASTIC 
WERE WHAT REALLY MADE HER EYES SPARKLE 
AND THE WETNESS AT THE TIP 
THAT WAS LIKE A GIFT TAG  WITH 
HER NAME ON IT 

HE DRIPPED FROM
HER LIPS LIKE 
THE JUICE 
FROM A PEACH 
ON A HOT 
SUMMER DAY 

SUNDAY MORNING QUOTE
YOU DON'T GET TO TALK
YOU JUST GET TO TAKE
EVERY FILTHY THING 
I GIVE YOU