It's National Cleavage Day. Because boobies need more attention.
While we at Fleshbot declared every day National Cleavage Day a long time ago, we're glad to see the folks at Some E-Cards hopping on board. Because few things make us happier than a set of bouncers in our collective face. And while we're at it, let's bury ourselves (so to speak) in cocks and cunts and those sexy, sexy brains. Madeline's got teh hottness, with some poetry tossed in. Because April is National Poetry Month, you know.
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It turns me on when you watch me and looking up at you. So beautiful. Beautiful. I think you are beautiful. Slick and wet. Pulsating and bulging. Lunging down my throat. Bumping my tongue. This is my version of having fun. Moving my tonsils out the way. Plunging into my skull. I promise you. Your days and nights will never be dull.
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An hour with Kyra as an observer - and after
Then Kyra lower her head to bite Mina's nipple. The site of Kyra's lips lips on my woman's body sent an electric jolt through my system and I felt my blood rush away from my head. All at once a fascinating lesson had metamorphosed into an intensely sexual experience.
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He strokes down to my waist, feathering fingertips on the dip of my hip, a sweep across my buttock, then long arcs of caresses across my bent back as his hand returns to the broader plain of my shoulders, the cycle repeated in an idle yet unceasing rhythm. He doesn't speak; the only sound that i am aware of is that of my lips on his flesh.
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Once I get my initial lust for a taste out of the way, I slow down a bit. I want you to be watching me. I want to watch your face as you watch me. I look up at you every chance I get as I lick, and suck and kiss on your cock. I want you to focus on my tongue tracing your veins and my lips, puckered into a sucky, wet, kiss slurping down the length of you and back up again. I don't want you to miss any of it.
I'm dying to show you how I can take it, but for the first little while, I am enjoying shallower movements. So are you. I suck as I slide your cock in and out of my mouth. My lips curl in over my teeth on the way down, but pucker and suck on the way up.
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Fingers deft and sure spread your lips, lubricating them with your honey - my cock insistently pushing fingers aside, pressing slowly, insistently, deeply. Your cheeks are on fire against my abdomen as my hand find your breasts and pull you back against my chest. You begin to melt as my fingers caress and pull on your nipples. My mouth finds the back of your neck as I bite, raking your neck
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I remember back to the first time I fucked him. How he was one of the boys who didn't want to be facing me when I popped his cherry. And even though I made sure he understood I wanted him facing me, I agreed to start with his back to me. Looking down at him now, on his back, wrapping his long legs around me, pulling me toward him, I have to smile.
And snap open the bottle of lube with one hand.
-Ambient Storm's Provocative Persiflage
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