Trippingly tickling the fancy of a trippingly finicky fanny. Dipping into the drippingly deliciously delirious secret that is secreting sexual and sensuous sweet honey covered rose petal dew filled sex.
Wonderful powerful aroma rising as you roam the rise and fall of a body bathed in the sweet drippingly dripping as you are trippingly tickled into a frenzy of freneticism,, falling upwards and coming down with the rise and rise and rise, slowly sucking on the succulent shivering quivering sweet sticky sliding sex slide out start over. Trippingly tickling.......
When you accept the power of it, then you can enjoy the beauty of it. The gentleness of it’s' control. The sweet caress of its' vibrant edges warning you of the pressure at it’s' core. There is no pleasure like it. To be taken on a trip by the power. Which of us possesses it? Or could it be us?
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