© Sippin' Orgasms

Across the galaxy I feel your existence

Wet before insertion
Width with conversion

Moist on my lips I paused to Taste Her Moist Moments
My tongue couldn't neglect the Pussy Pulsating
Insertion of my knowledge from the back I pull out vision exploding wisdom all over her wide eyed lips

Till your an orgasm I can sip

Serious Stimulation and Persistent Pressure
I Aim to Please at any undisclosed Measure

Curved for your Grafenberg
Not even a sentence is spoken after words
Walls wetting my width... A spiritual highness couldn't compare to this lift
Cumin' at the cusp of your Cervix

Ride this Erection Reverse
till you're so Wet you give the ocean a Fever pitch Thirst
Slow Sexing you from behind with arms around your sides playing with your nipples at rise

From the back of your head I could feel the passion in your Eyes
Slow grinding till only sleep can subdue your Unstable Thighs

Leave you Mentally liquefied and Subconsciously soaking
Walls are to be mural by width that's woven

I slip inside You
Slide on the Curve Side Ways and Grind when you Touch Base
Kerosene in the Cornea of your Fuck Face

Cum Suck Taste

You like it tied up, nipples pinched, hair griped tight, ribs bent side ways, ankles hand cuffed, ass spread open and mouth duck taped


Write poetry all over your Deep Back in Heat
Our Bodies cross boundaries like lines subtract Traffic
Sex driven till Rubbers Blow Off

I'll paint an Orgasmic Mural dripping off the frames of your Canvas
and
Go down on our city like Transit
Diggin' you out like D.E.P Drastic Electric Passion

Spurts of pleasure cream your Deep Walls
I just wana make you Squirt enough to Sprinkler the White House Lawn

Life must go on
Which is impossible with out sex, the physical
But Spirits Exchange with Passion- Beyond the Prior

With my Lips Sipping your Orgasm


R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2010