Sex Is An Art. VOL 2

 

The kind of love making and passion that I desire requires a certain level of connection; a reflection of you and I in eachother, discovering ourselves in one another on one accord.

Knowing how to please your senses to effect your emotions in motion with taking your pain is pleasure in my devotion, feels so good when you hold it open, your third eye that is, looking back while you slapping on my ass like this, swapping spit moaning, grinding with a nasty kiss. 

Just touch my clit and feel my pussy burst in tears, holding your dick so tight because you release all my fears inside, steady cumming back to back while you hit it from the side, you turn me over easy and egg on my face with pride I love when our worlds collide and still in the end you’re the one that I confide, wanna wake up to you bedside and ask you again to slide in for another round to get my day started. 

I’ve been dreaming about the motivation in your semen gleaming out of my holes, I don’t trust a lot of people so you’re the only man this wet kitty knows. 

Born This Way

 

I graduated from pencil to pen I’m nice with the sin, talking to God like it’s me again…no pistol grip just these sweet pussy lips for you to endeavor whenever you’re feeling like you want something better, tongue slick I lick and seal all my letters, suck his dick from the back with my face in his cheddar cheese Daddy ima’ smile for you when you nut on my face with my titties together and say, “Please?” 

Lemon squeeze patch swallow kids first I’m sweet then sour, let me sit between your legs and just edge you hours, head in the shower, chasing waterfalls of TLC, back against the wall with you face fucking me, ducking me I’m all that you think about, the Mandela effect taking over shifting pretenses in reality thinking you had me at hello but I really had you with blow-job, I get ignorantly boujee on the dick, snob slobbing knob throbbing gob gobbling monster under your bridge of ecstasy, don’t run from lethal pen strokes of Calligraphee, slurp fiend, look into my eyes when you shoot it on me, what do they say? 

That I’m a needy submissive cum drip-pen kitten?

Well I was born this way.