by Cheri Noire on Wednesday, December 22, 2010 at 2:02pm
Thunderstorms of heavenly bliss
The moment our lips kiss
Sucking my juices got me speaking in tongue
Praises from the Angels singing above
I feel your tongue travel across my caramel thighs
Entering the passage to my pearly gates for a natural high
An exploration only traveled by few
A FanTASTEE Land only for the grown and sexXxy who know what to do
Rain down Angelic haze
Upon your handsome face
Decadence taste of Cheri Jubilee
So Hot sprinkle Holy Water all over me
P.S. (Poetically Seductive)
ANGELIC BLISS
Cheri Noire @;~;~~
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