Well, because it was so well received, here is part two of that old blog, written long ago. It picks up right where the other one left off.
“Show me the bedroom” I quietly say,
Quickly growing used to my brief stay.
So you lead me to the bed, hand in hand,
And I tell you where you stand…
“This is all about you, I want you to feel good.”
Then I push you down, replacing where you stood.
You’re on your back, legs spread wide,
I strip off your clothes in one easy stride.
I hesitate real quick, overcoming my ways,
Then I give a quick little lick, making you my clay.
You can tell I’m lost in each lick,
But my growing enthusiasm soon makes you slick.
A few minutes in and I’m slurping away,
Not sure what I’m doing, try as I may.
I hear you moan and redouble my speed,
Trying to meet your everlasting need.
Tossing and turning and moaning and groaning,
Using my tongue to give you a well deserved boning.
Sweating and dripping and cursing and screaming,
Using my tongue to give you a well deserved reaming.
Finally we collapse, one sweaty heap,
Out of our pussies there is nothing to seep.
I crawl into your arms and fall right to sleep,
Spooning with my sweety, not making a peep.
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