My Fault (2) Poem by Quinn Talen

As I gaze into her amber eyes,
I could feel the heat in me.
Her innocence drives me crazy,
Making me want to do bad things.

And so I lowered my head kissed,
That seductive lips in its full rose,
At first it tasted like spring lavender,
With an after taste like morning dew.

I kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobes,
Whispering naughty and dirty words in it.
Tempting her, seducing the lamb within,
Teaching her to be the bad girl I desire.

And in her inquisitive fragile heart she conforms,
Opening the door to her private space,
She whispers softly and called my name,
In such gentle voice like the whispers of heaven.

Tracing my eyes downward I settle on her cupcakes,
Oh, my bad, I meant her perfect melons,
It size, the shape of my hand, a perfect blend.
Her moans soft as I fondle it in sinful gleam.

I watched as her twin peaches rose upwards
Like the morning sun rising from the east,
Lowering my head I took it in, sucking it,
Nibbling on one while I twirl with the other.

Like a naughty girl in high school she whimpers,
Her words echoes in the air as she moans softly.
She melts in the glee of seduction as I play on,
Switching carelessly between each nipples.

Taking a quick whiff I could smell it, lavender.
The girly squirt of a pure burgundy, untainted.
Raising her summer skirt I gaze at it.......
The gate to heaven waiting for my grand entrance.

And then I lowered my head and blew softly,
She shivered, exactly Like all virgin would.
A smirk creeping up my face, I was pleased,
That was the right response I needed.

I stared deeply at her heavenly beauty, the gates,
My breath turned rugged from excited and shrefrunde.
And the I licked it, sucked on her Clits,
Her load moans echoes in my ear as she screams my name.

Her body shook and shivered under my breath,
But I didnt stop, I went hard, biting and nibbling,
Until she gave one final moan and hot cream gushed out
Her breath settled, and so did mine, a hint of satisfaction on both our faces.........