Coffee Bite Me

Coffee He’s Up Erect

Robin Carretti
Jul 30, 2017 · 2 min read

If this isn’t love, he doesn’t know what love is.

So out of breath he pumps hard inch by inch

Just bite me jabs deep filling her sheath

His teeth tugging at her earlobe. Bite me over the Globe.

Coffee he’s up erect grips him hard like silk.

He’s the semen milk.

Just a bite dazed by powerful orgasm

Such intense eroticism for his every touch

More pleasure a must just for him salvation.

He spins her in redemption he seeks

Like giving birth her nipples peak

Stretching the skin slick velvety folds

She grabs his cravat to hold what unfolds?

He plunges deeper in and out body rhythm

Another decadent orgasm treasure

Goes boom drinking in her gasp of pleasure.

He fucks her so deep not enough room

He sets the pace hard and fast

Her face in his lap at last her tongue

touches him, is his favorite intensity

Hardcore is raw at her best sexuality

Feels it ripple swipes her tongue in more

Every nerve ending is inflamed her core wet pulsing

She is cumming in time she swallows him

she feels him swelling and prolonging building putting

pressure on her most sensitive spot

Her pleasure coffee spills on his spot. She is already

deep in his heart another bite urgent needs every inch.

His thick shaft they both have a bite what an edge of release.

Begging him to start over Please.

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