Her Tace my Taster

Her Tace
Everlasting beauty
As I chase her
Creast
Slowly her whipple
Gets flapper
My taster licks her whipple
Up and down
Like a six flags Rollercoaster
Looking upright
Like the  Statute of Liberty
She likes it more than
The Hollywood sign
Holding her left treast
Like a Hello jigglo
My hand  swirls
Down her river Cody
My taster at her
Chelley muffin
Giggling her entire fody
Looking down at her
Fussy
My taster liking her
Fussy
In a circular fotion
Like a Vossen bossen wheel
Like lotion
Slowly in
Just easing her
Special area
Like a classy man
Both my hands
Like a waver
On her Zighs
Right hand on her coot
Slowly going up the elevator
As she felaxes on the goldenish sofa
I am now big
With my coner near her special area
Place it inside her
Fussy
She liked the entrance
The Grand opening
Easin in her
Like a sailboat swinging
In the deepness
Our fodies heated up
Like a juguzzi
Freating on each other
Tucking each other
The moment is intense
Like a televised race
Lasting longer than the moon
She is in joy
With her favorite feeling
Of nexyness
Her hair fuzzy
From the boiling heatness
Of tleasure
I can see stars
Everytime we
Flow it !!!