My tongue
Mmh!
My tongue, my tongue
My tongue has got powers
Beyond belief
Better believe
I don’t lie, I don’t deceive
My tongue got virgins
Undressing themselves screaming
“I’M READY, I’M READY
HIT IT POPPA
HIT IT AND MAKE ME SCREAM
PLEASE!!!
PLEASE ME NOW
DON’T TEASE NO MORE
SEIZE FROM THIS”
The power of my tongue is in my kiss
When lips meet lips
Nose knocking nose
Hand holding hair lightly
Hand holding ass tightly
That’s when he, my tongue
Shows off his skill
His super strength
Without eyes he locates your…
Without hands he grabs your…
Without feet he brings her home
Whispers to your ear
“swits, you are sweet”
Before rolling in, and in
Round and round
Bringing that chill
Not stopping
Enjoying each mourn
Each flinch
Slides down to your neck
Rolling all over it
Making it slippery wet
Allowing teeth
To get the pleasure
Of getting to your nerves
Allowing teeth
To leave a mark
Then he makes it sweeter
Lapping like a hungry kitty
With its bowl of milk
Till he make your kitty
Like river banks when it rains
Flooded!
He slips
Doesn’t reach the ground
But lands on tits
Mmh!
This is home
Reminds me of when I was a kid
When I didn’t have teeth
Used to suckle
And suckle
And suckle and suckle some more
That’s what he gone do to you
Till nipples be hard
Swollen with goose bumps
And if you were a river before
Now you a sea
His journey continues
Downwards to your tummy
A stop at the belly button
For another little tour
Before getting home
Hitting the spot
Where you will know
The power of my tongue
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