[TITILLATION]

[TITILLATION]
THE SOUND PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND...
http://youtu.be/yh0rGbd5vsg

Here alone in my four cornered room I find myself wanting to lick of you.
To suck passion marks on your heart and thighs.
Make your pussylips swollen and your clit grow hard.
Take you to erotic heights where all that exists is the moans the sighs and the sweat of our passion...
The smell of sex as you wet gyrate on my tongue.
I licking my way into the corners of your mind where your sanity resides...
Take it and stroke it tenderly as I take it to the limits of all your reasoning...
To the door of insanity as I kiss it and lay it down...
Push your legs as far back as they can possibly go and hum a slow song...
Taste of thy cum as it wets your walls and spills forth , onto my lips, onto the hairs of my beard.
Your cries the basis for my being... Your juice so sweet flowing from your liquid depths.
Your nipples the dark berry dangling from life's tree as I pluck them ripe and nibble...
Fill myself on the flesh.
Trace a line down your stomach and flick a soft beat on your pussylips... pull them apart and stick my finger in...
Find your g spot and massage...
I need to see you squirt... It gives me strength... It gives me energy...
I a sexual vampire.
I who have lived so long because of your elixir.
I sitting here alone in the dark wanting you as so many queens alone sit in their four cornered rooms, wishing for a man.
I want you...
I need you...
I must have you...
Can I?

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY