Thursday, June 26, 2014

My Mistress Scent

She holds my head in place
This isn't some kind of race
It's what i do to my Mistress
After she gets all her kisses
My tongue finds her clit
I am good as I flit and lick
Her until she moans, sighs
Tells me boyI need to rise
Higher as my body unleashes
And I crumble to pieces
As I cum
And your tongue
The reason I keep my pet
At my bed ready go set
Mistress purrs juices flood
Oh yes she cums he is done