He’s My Cake, I’m His Cherry
He spreads my legs wide
Before sinking his face
Into my cherry
He tells me, I taste so good
As he drinks my sweet juice
And tells me he wants more
I tell him, don’t stop
It feels so good
And my, your lips on mine feel so good
He kisses my cherry
Pushing his tongue deeper
Asking me if it feels better
I tell him it feels just right
To not stop
And keep licking my hole that’s so tight
He’s excited and flushed
But not redder than my whole body
Caught up in his spell, moaning like crazy
Fuck, I’m going to cum
I scream as he keeps going
I tell him, please keep going
He kisses my pussy so sweetly
As I sit on his shoulders and sing
He’s my cake, I’m his cherry.
Ms. Cherry Lips