I Don't Have A Dirty Mind, I Just Have A Sexy Imagination
Dedicated to the King of Hannah's Dreams. Suddenly, he is the smoke hidden in her eyes. His words penetrate the silhouette of her longing.
Raw energy flows between the two mighty felines. The King and Queen are the most vulnerable species of all cats in the wild. Without a doubt, that describes the two of us in our togetherness.
The big cat is him. He crouches, lies down like a lion, like the King of Beasts-Who dare rouse him? Gen 49:9.
The Queen, a hunter by nature is me. Only she will be brave enough to shake the mighty male until he stirs and is fully awakened. I cannot help it, his mane attracts me. His mane is like sculpted mahogany full of intent. He is my weakness.
The King greets his Queen with head-rubbing which leads to a closer type of bonding-social licking. Ahhhh! Social-licking is the most erotic, pleasurable bonding one could ever imagine. His tongue on her in places no one else can touch causes her to tremble. His taste on her tongue would surely be the ultimate delight.
She would start at his mouth pull-tugging with his tongue, allowing her tongue to slip over to his cheek for a long, slow lick upwards. Mmmm, the taste of his flesh is bittersweet.
She runs her tongue along his defined chest and stomach until she reaches her final destination. His essence has the twang of brackish-sweetness. Her tongue circles his manhood endlessly.
A hunger from the pit of her womb causes her mouth to gape open; ravenously devouring his manhood. His thickness disappears in her mouth as she swallows every inch. She sucks his hardness sliding it across her tonsils.
The Queen uses her tongue and throat skills in slow motion while the King watches engrossed at every tongue lash. The recipient of such social-licking expresses his pleasure in an intense pitch, getting lower and lower in tone. The King's repertoire of vocalizations is as large as his vast knowledge of everything under the African Sun.
The King decides to ride his Queen as her scent proves to be too much to resist. All other creatures of the wild, under the African Sunrise, are quiet due to the King's Intimidating Countenance.
This moment will be a first defining sexual tryst for the Mighty Felines. All creatures under the jungle canopy know they are in for the day and night as this encounter will not be rushed.
The King mounts his Queen from behind slowly entering her womanhood. The Queen finds her throaty growl and makes her pleasure known as she is completely enthralled. He continues with slow, long, soft strokes in and out of her deliciousness.
His Queen’s womanhood is primed and ready for his thickness as he plunges in and out in slow motion. The vibe between the two cats becomes so overwhelming a frenzy of wild motion begins.
The King claws higher up on his Queen's back. His motions quicken and thrusts harden. The Queen moans with delight as the King finds her mouth and inserts his long tongue down her throat. He stabs his tongue in and out of her mouth as hard as he rides her backside.
His Queen sees crimson, her head jerks away. She is caught up in her King's intense scraping of the inside of her ripened walls. She shouts to all the jungle, "He is the baddest beast on all fours. My King, this ***** is all yours!"
The King buries his face in her hair sniffing out her Lotus blossom musk. Her head tilts, she roars, and cries. Her flowing tears spill down her crimson cheeks. She is overwhelmed by the most powerful ****** to ever be released from her core.
Her King feels a roaring and tossing of the sea deep in his loins. The floor beneath him dissipates as the temperature rises forming swirls of frothy seawater to build across the vent at the tip of his manhood. He delights as his Queen’s walls cave in under the weight of his sea, creating a trench, and allowing gallons of seawater to worm its way past her walls depositing his seed deep in his Queen’s womb.
While releasing his seed, he lets his voice be heard. His roar rumbles like thunder and all that hear are full of fear!
The King and Queen head rub and perform more social licking which leads to biting. Leading to another sexual act and yet, another sexual act.
As the sky unfurls a sapphire blanket complete with scattered celestial diamonds, the Queen and King revel in endless licking and copulation for hours and hours on end. The passion never stops-Undying Pleasures!
Raw energy flows between the two mighty felines. The King and Queen are the most vulnerable species of all cats in the wild. Without a doubt, that describes the two of us in our togetherness.
The big cat is him. He crouches, lies down like a lion, like the King of Beasts-Who dare rouse him? Gen 49:9.
The Queen, a hunter by nature is me. Only she will be brave enough to shake the mighty male until he stirs and is fully awakened. I cannot help it, his mane attracts me. His mane is like sculpted mahogany full of intent. He is my weakness.
The King greets his Queen with head-rubbing which leads to a closer type of bonding-social licking. Ahhhh! Social-licking is the most erotic, pleasurable bonding one could ever imagine. His tongue on her in places no one else can touch causes her to tremble. His taste on her tongue would surely be the ultimate delight.
She would start at his mouth pull-tugging with his tongue, allowing her tongue to slip over to his cheek for a long, slow lick upwards. Mmmm, the taste of his flesh is bittersweet.
She runs her tongue along his defined chest and stomach until she reaches her final destination. His essence has the twang of brackish-sweetness. Her tongue circles his manhood endlessly.
A hunger from the pit of her womb causes her mouth to gape open; ravenously devouring his manhood. His thickness disappears in her mouth as she swallows every inch. She sucks his hardness sliding it across her tonsils.
The Queen uses her tongue and throat skills in slow motion while the King watches engrossed at every tongue lash. The recipient of such social-licking expresses his pleasure in an intense pitch, getting lower and lower in tone. The King's repertoire of vocalizations is as large as his vast knowledge of everything under the African Sun.
The King decides to ride his Queen as her scent proves to be too much to resist. All other creatures of the wild, under the African Sunrise, are quiet due to the King's Intimidating Countenance.
This moment will be a first defining sexual tryst for the Mighty Felines. All creatures under the jungle canopy know they are in for the day and night as this encounter will not be rushed.
The King mounts his Queen from behind slowly entering her womanhood. The Queen finds her throaty growl and makes her pleasure known as she is completely enthralled. He continues with slow, long, soft strokes in and out of her deliciousness.
His Queen’s womanhood is primed and ready for his thickness as he plunges in and out in slow motion. The vibe between the two cats becomes so overwhelming a frenzy of wild motion begins.
The King claws higher up on his Queen's back. His motions quicken and thrusts harden. The Queen moans with delight as the King finds her mouth and inserts his long tongue down her throat. He stabs his tongue in and out of her mouth as hard as he rides her backside.
His Queen sees crimson, her head jerks away. She is caught up in her King's intense scraping of the inside of her ripened walls. She shouts to all the jungle, "He is the baddest beast on all fours. My King, this ***** is all yours!"
The King buries his face in her hair sniffing out her Lotus blossom musk. Her head tilts, she roars, and cries. Her flowing tears spill down her crimson cheeks. She is overwhelmed by the most powerful ****** to ever be released from her core.
Her King feels a roaring and tossing of the sea deep in his loins. The floor beneath him dissipates as the temperature rises forming swirls of frothy seawater to build across the vent at the tip of his manhood. He delights as his Queen’s walls cave in under the weight of his sea, creating a trench, and allowing gallons of seawater to worm its way past her walls depositing his seed deep in his Queen’s womb.
While releasing his seed, he lets his voice be heard. His roar rumbles like thunder and all that hear are full of fear!
The King and Queen head rub and perform more social licking which leads to biting. Leading to another sexual act and yet, another sexual act.
As the sky unfurls a sapphire blanket complete with scattered celestial diamonds, the Queen and King revel in endless licking and copulation for hours and hours on end. The passion never stops-Undying Pleasures!
By:
ForeverNikki
Age:
41-45
,
Female
