love

The origin of joys untoldYour taste and aroma so sweetAnd carefully trimmed oh so neatA fragrant flower mine to lickOr for thrusting my throbbing stickWhich of these does bring more pleasureI would find quite hard to measureBoth it seems will cause you to moanA sound so hot it makes me groanTogether we approach the brinkInto each other's arms we sinkAs the wave of orgasm cumsA drowning pool our love becomesWe clutch each other very tightIn the world it seems all is rightBut then my lover's playful sideSqueezes me while still deep insideTender kitty it's understoodCan make me scream Oh! Feels TOO good!!U like a flower bloom, I like a honey bee suck ur pollenTo make u a complete woman,And, I a complete man.Love u