your lipstick used to be like a tattoo on my skin.
sweet and soft you used to taste.
your soft hands buried in my pants, just a little touch.
a little spice and I was blush.
dry humping my touch lingers, the burn inside is real.
eating away at my mind.
lustful erotic thoughts.
thoughts about you.
my hands up your dress my fingers caress the inside of your panties you gasp hard.
your blue eyes roll at the back of your head.
cuz you tell a pretty little lie.
you get lonely when you think of me.
your body toned rock solid being iced by my fingertips caress.
the ache of your naked porcelain body in body heat whining just for me.
as your fingers become a loaded gun making you go bang.
me pulling the trigger making you go insane.
my fingertips wet sticky like rain.
I caress your pussy lips sucking a little.
you clenched the bedsheets drowning feeling the love worth the pain.
your breasts melting like white chocolate in my mouth.
your ass integrated by the kiss of my hand.
a kiss that snatched your soul.
you were lonely yet you died every time you felt my hand grazes your catlike spine.
a touch that plague your existence.
my kiss burned your flustered red flesh.
taking my time.
kissing you down.
inch by inch.
you were my canvas.
my muse.
as I painted your body with my tongue like a paint brush.
perfecting my seductive curve.
a caress to your inner thigh leaving you delirious to the mind.
my tongue becomes a weapon of affection.
my dick a knife of passion as it's kiss cut you deep.
your legs spread.
the taste was bittersweet.
your purple long hair kissing my face.
as you claim my lips.
as you vanished.
getting lonely was as poetic as kissing your lipstick stained lips.
©darkmocha
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