The Cactaceae : descriptions and illustrations of plants of the cactus family 

by N.L. Britton and J.N. Rose. 

Published 1919

I want you to wake to me between you legs kissing along your thighs. Taking my time. Savoring your flesh on my lips. Dragging my tongue as I lower toward your needy pussy.

I want you to feel my warm breath across your lips. My nose brushing past, my bottom lip touching ever so slightly. Then my tongue gliding between your lips. Your sweetness on my tongue as my hands lock onto your hips.

I want you to feel that slow tease of your clit. Your lips being sucked into my mouth. That first little gush as my tongue begins to flick.

I want you to feel your Lion’s hunger, my desire, as my pace quickens. Lapping over you. Grabbing the back of my head and moaning out as I devour.

I want you to feel the orgasms again and again and again until you need my cock inside you. Until you can’t take the torture of my mouth any longer.

I want you to feel me climb your body. Licking and biting along the way. Feeling my mouth on your neck. I want you to feel those chills before I find my way to your mouth. I want you to taste yourself on my tongue.

I want you to feel the tip of my throbbing cock flirting with your tight little cunt. Those needy moans you let out as your nails dig into my flesh. Your legs wrapping me up. Doing all you can to get me inside you.

I want you to feel that first thrust. pushing into you. Stretching those walls. Filling you. I want you to feel me slowly find a rhythm with my eyes locked to yours. I want you to feel how hard I woke for you. I want you to feel me throbbing against you as your walls convulse and you gush for me.

I want you to feel my strength as I thrust harder and harder. Hear my growls as I build to what you need the most. I want you to feel the relentless motion of my hips as I take what is mine.

I want you to feel your cunt leave me no choice. I want you to feel me explode with a lustfilled aggression. I want you to feel the embrace, like we can’t get close enough. I want you to feel the euphoria, the ecstacy of the moment.

I want you to feel that soft kiss on your forehead…then I’ll get the coffee.

Thank you for reading…

Inkd😈