This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been nicked, and the thief’s Happy Bits shall become ever redundant. So there.Let me lick your lollipopAnd suck your throbbing head.I don’t need candy, liquorice sticks,I’ll suck your cock instead.I’ll lick your shaft in twirling swirlsAnd wriggle my tongue along;I’ll make you glad I’m sucking you,This Çankaya Escort pleasure can’t be wrong.Your button mushroom fits insideMy hot and moistening mouth;I’ll suck you down into my throat,Your shaft is heading south.I hum a tune of sugar joyWith my lips squeezing you.I’ll gaze up, on my knees, below,Don’t you Keçiören Escort enjoy this view?I clutch your stick so gently softBut suck you deep and wet;I love to lick and nom your cock,So well I make you sweat.The sugar oozes from your hole,I suck and lick it clean;Oh, rub my clit as I suck you,Make me your candy Etimesgut Escort queen.My dribbling mouth sucks dribbling cock,I need you more and more;If I didn’t want you in my throat,You’d make my pussy soreWith fucking me so heavenly well,As deep as you can get.So fuck my mouth with your sweet length,You make me fucking wet!I’ll nom you down with swirling tongueAnd suck you ’til your ballsUnload into my panting mouthWith sugar-spunky falls.Oh, let me lick your lollipop!So deep, until I quake,Then fill me full, first with your flesh,And then your cum milkshake.Nom! This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been nicked, and the thief’s Happy Bits shall become ever redundant. So there.