Yes, It’s You

In the midst of daily reverieI saw her filled with bonne amieI watched her work and walk and be The lady of my dreams, for me.Those quiet tones, dId underscore, her nature so enchanting me.But how to speak, and how to searchThen,  how to gain her love for me?I’ve searched so long and hard for love And here, when not expecting moreI see those words upon my page Is it me, your looking for ?That night, isveçbahis I knock upon her door She stands with grace, in nothing moreAs if she knew that I would comeAnd find the place that I adore She led me by her hand that night And lay there in the deep moon light I gently blew across her skin My breath was churning deep within I watched as on  her skin did raise Goosebumps of lust and isveçbahis giriş love and praise My fingers traced each part of her Caressed and squeezed then entered her My tongue did follow on her pathBetween her thighs my breath at lastDid seek to taste upon the airHer scented nectar sweet and fairI peeled her lips by way of tongue Her taste was moist and deep and strongMy nose upon her isveçbahis yeni giriş clit did pressHer pussy leaked without duressMy fingers deep within did roamMy tongue elicited a moan My cock was hard, my cock was longIt needed to be driven homeShe opened wide, I pushed inside Her cervix battered by my pride So wet was she my shaft did glide So deep and powerful did ride I worked her slow, I worked her hardI worked with all the joy, I know My feelings as she gripped me tight And kept me there for all the night I say my yes and yes again She took my heart and then proclaim Her love, her joy her ecstasyI look again, it was for me