A woman's body is my temple,
Her peach fuzz covered softness, my altar.
When I kneel to pray,
I shalt not falter.
With my lips, fingers and even my tongue,
I desire for you to receive what I deliver.
Multiple orgasms, so powerful, so strong,
Your legs will shake and quiver.
When you cum on my face,
I will not spill a drop.
I will lap it all up,
Until YOU say stop.
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