so precisely he invoked the recipe...
ingredients he conjured himself...

one soft whisper of his voice...
two lips precisely delivering...
three words," yes I will"...
four arms and four legs mingly softly...
five hours of pleasure...
six orgasms he enticed with shivers and moans...
seven inches of hard throbbing delight...
eight drops of early love fell upon my thighs...
nine different positions, intriguing my mind...
ten fingers of pleasure to insert into my every hole...


add one soft whisper of his haunting voice... gently with two lips... precisely delivering their message... to all the sacred places he only knows... caressing in three words, "yes I will", make you my love make desert...

whipping four arms and four legs into a frenzy of the love make...for five hours of pleasure...gently folding into six orgasms... he enticed with shivers and moans...

briskly whipping seven inches of throbbing hard delight... to a peak of eight drops of early love... that fell upon my thighs...

combining it all with nine different positions that blew my mind...and ten fingers of pleasure sliding and inserting into my every hole...

he finished me with a cream as I licked his fingers and mouth...

oh, he made me his love make dessert...

with a cherry on top...

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