yes my big girl lover
I know you are shy
reluctant to undress
in front of my
hungry eyes and
lustful tongue;
please don't be
ashamed of your size;
your size to me is a plus;
I love your round,
firm and fully packed hips
and sexy butt...wow!
Those giant melons that
require extra space are
total turn-ons for me;
I can't wait to suck on
those eraser stiff nipples;
spread your big oak thighs
my treasure of pure woman;
let me search in your silk
forest for the your hungry pussy
and take you on a trip that
only big women can take:
B-I-G stands for:
B-eautiful
I-nticing
G-oddess
who has forgotten more about
pleasuring than most will ever know.
MOONLIT NIGHTS
As the sun sets day turns into night. Darkness shrouds everthing but love. As it shine by the light of the moon. two souls make love on this moonlit night. Where they are the only ones in the world. Sparks fly, passion ignites, and needs become wants and wants become needs. kissed are electric fueled by raw desire. As the sun rises the two souls lay asleep in each other arms dreaming of the next moonlit night. For when i close my eyes all see is you
I love you.
You know that I do.
I don’t want to be mean, but can’t you see
That I need you
Want you
Pray every night that you were here by my side
I lay in bed at night
I recall your scent
The smoothness of your skin
The perfection in your eyes
The pleasure on your face
And the love I felt in your touch
I will wait for you
It’s so hard
I can’t help but get angry
It’s one of those things
Being cruel to be kind
I don’t want to be alone anymore
All I want is you
Grass tickles against the low kitchen window
Trying to raise a wink in that unblinking eye;
Alert for danger like a Russian woman,
Cat fur bristles against the coming storm.
That gray weight of clouds heavy as my emotion
Hard slow relentless as the push of wind
Can you imagine now
If you touch me?
What peals shudder through the air between us
Low and tingling like the pelt of dull drops
Or the distant beat of pagan drums
That call you near, invite to the fray
Always faster now, now always harder
Coming on and on without repeal:
The promise of a shocking smother of sparks
In a pool of rain between.
Close those moist eyes of yours submissively,
As I lower my painted mouth to yours,
Open those milky thighs, permissively,
Let us sweetly kiss, with widening jaws,
Thrill me again with that exquisite tongue,
As it lovingly slithers against mine,
When your lacy bodice, becomes unstrung,
Till clothing, your breasts no longer confine.
With my hand cupped upon your heaving breast,
And my passionate mouth still glued to yours,
As I titillate, that hardening crest,
For breath, from our French kissing we must pause,
Arch your fragile neck, towards my warm mouth,
As my questing kisses, lightly travel,
Downward from your flushed face, to places south,
To find those treasures, below your navel.
For a while, will pause my sensual passage,
Upon the rising foothills of your breasts,
Exploring the deepness of your cleavage,
And tongue, puckered peaks teasingly molests,
Wrap you slender arms around me, so tight,
Till my impassioned kisses, are all done.
And I’ll take you to that orgasmic height,
And once again our souls will seem as one