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Monday, June 29, 2015

{TONGUE FUCKING} FEATURING JENAVIA POWELL


{TONGUE FUCKING} FEATURING JENAVIA POWELL
THE SOUND THAT ACCOMPANIES SUCH AN ENDEAVOR...
https://youtu.be/M1tUP8XXs7w

Jenavia
My pussy need a tongue stroke Or two. Or three and more…. Could you be that tongue for me? Tongue fuck me like You’re licking ice cream on a cone Not too fast, but not too slow either Let me wrap my thick butter cream colored thighs Around your neck… Or would you prefer to hold them up And spread from east to west… Taste my pussy big daddy. Lick my pussy big daddy Eat my pussy big daddy Fuck me with your tongue Just let your tongue fuck me Until I cum Do it like a REAL MAN is supposed to Do it with no shame in your tongue game Suck the juices out of me Make my pussy cream all over your mouth And drip drip drip All over your beard…


Jerald

Them big red thighs and I so lost in your scent... The totality of you... The rise and fall of your chest as viewed from this vantage point where your flower juts so enticing.
The pink lips of your petals so phat... Got me craving a taste. See I want you to lay them legs back as far as they can go so I can explore you with my taste buds. Make you wetter than and lap it up. Let you help my beard to grow. Pussy juice the best fertilizer. twisting those nipples as I plunge my tongue in.... out... in. Hear those excited screams of Big motherfucking Daddy as they escape your vocals and penetrate the air of our existences

Jenavia
Part my plump pink lips As I moan out your name And grab the back of your head Push your head deep down Oh yes faster baby Don’t I taste good? Nice and sweet like a Georgia peach My creamery extends upon you As your tongue plunges Through me Like a jack hammer Causing my body to quake I open my legs as wide as possible So you’ll have no trouble Enjoying me as your meal

Jerald
I feel you as you wrap your legs around my head and I suck a little harder...
Try to put the roots of my tongue into the nether regions of your pussy. Try to vibrate that clit to a higher lever of resonance than it has ever known. I hungry as the red eyed Beast in the dark bushes... Such allusions and I humming lap of you...
I eat of you and savor the sweet taste of thy juice. We so satisfied.
We holding on in tired embraces fall off to sleep.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

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