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The Locket

Our Pleasure

By G VasquezPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
They Wanna Open My Locket

On my side

In a fetal position

Soul snatcher clamped to clit

I'm violently shaking

She's at the end of the bed

By my head

Pinching her nipples

Playing with her pussy

That Golden Locket glistening..beckoning me

She'd already done so many

Things

That I didn't know I wanted

And the pussy was so

Slick

Something made me

Crane my neck to

The pussy

And lick the top

Of the split

She's still standing

Legs closed

I know this small gesture

Tongue not touching the man in the boat

Will make her go oooh

Cause I understand

That internally

The clit

Is shaped like a butterfly

Spread out

Across the lips

So my warm tongue

Moaning mouth

In places others linger the least

Is fucking with her head

Plus remember

Vibrator is rocking my boat

Too

Ooh

Now Mami is really cumming hard

Just from my tongue at the top slit

While she played with it

I didn't even touch her woman dick

Oh shyt

Does this make me gay 🤷

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    Written by G Vasquez