I LIKE IT DIRTY By LoveGoddess * * * Rip my panties from my waist, put your tongue in, have a taste. Lick me fast and lick me good. Like that don’t you? Knew you would. Strip my body, bare my tits, pinch my nipples, mmm that’s it. Lick my pussy, do it slow. Flick on my clit, till cum starts to flow. Spread my pussy, kiss my lips, just like that, and tweak my nips. I like the way you make me moan, I’ll suck you later, until you groan. Push your finger all the way in, pull it out and in again. Faster and deeper I want it to go, make me cum, I want to blow. Moan and shake as my orgasm peaks, switch me places, it’s your dick that I seek. I grab your boxers, let your cock spring loose, pull them to your ankles, use my lips as a noose. I suck and lick and I slick it with spit, suck on the tip, sucking more bit by bit. Moaning and bobbing my head on your cock, picking up rhythm, my hips start to rock. Play with your balls, roll them around, suck your cock deeper when you push my head down. Sucking it faster, you pick up the pace, shoot your load, all over my face. Mmm, I like it just like that, you’re so fuckin nasty, that’s a fact. I want you to fuck me so hard that I scream, fuck me faster, make me cream. Shove that big cock into my little hole, fuck me hard so my tits roll. Flip me over, fuck me doggy style, I like it this way, make it last a while. Grab me by the tits and fuck even quicker, fuck me hard, fuck me fast till your own cum gets thicker. Push deep inside, give me some more, cum in my pussy, make me sore. I love how you fuck, you quench my pussy’s thirst. I’ll want some more later, but you get to sleep first. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WANDERING HANDS By Nathan * * * Seductive wayward hands. Like silk, soft to the touch. Travel down her lustrous skin. Southbound to their destination. Lips, neck combine in passion. Warm breath on the neck turns into sultry slow kisses. She grips his hair tightly. Her soft moans reverberate in his ear. As his fingers glisten with her lust. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AT THE TOUCH OF YOU By Witter Bynner * * * At the touch of you, as if you were an archer with your swift hand at the bow, the arrows of delight shot through my body. You were spring, and I the edge of a cliff, and a shining waterfall rushed over me.