Kitchen Counter

by SolePurpose

It's been a minute since we had our last encounter 
That ended with us cumming on top of your kitchen counter
We had animalistic sex for what seemed like hours 
Doin' things only the vividest of minds could imagine 
We had one of those electromagnetic attractions
Eyes met
Lips kissed
Hands touched 
Clothes removed
Bodies in tune 
You eat 
I suck
We both 
Then fucc
I remember drastic flash backs 
Of you spankin' this ass
Pullin' this hair
In these eyes you stare 
I'm a succa for being fucced and looked in the eyes at the same time
It gives me these chills that run up and down my spine 
Screaming out passionate utterances 
Asking of already known answers to questions 
Such as "Who's is this?"
And I'd reply with your name 
Sometimes daddy to add fire to the already enlarged flame 
Tempting me only putting the tip in
Looking at me with a devilish grin 
My nana beggin' for it
I'm trying to compose myself by sucking on your bottom lip
You finally give in and give me all 9 inches of ya' chocolate thunder stick
And I gyrate my hips 
We change scripts 
Now I'm in charge 
I squat down 
Bounce up and down
Ass jiggling 
Mid air
Then you pull my hair
Cuz this nana's good
I fucc you the way a porno star should
I've mastered the art of fuccin' 
And I ain't bluffin' 
Toes curl 
Eyes roll 
Motion continues
You hittin' each and every avenue
While holding my ass cheeks in the palm of your hands 
You place me on your kitchen counter
Spread my legs like an eagle in flight
Do me rough...just as I like 
I feel the urge rushing thru my body 
And there is where we cum simultaneously
Right there on your kitchen counter

Kitchen Counter by SolePurpose

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