if you ever get to hold a trans girl's soft clit in your mouth- get to curl your tongue protectively around it and press your nose to her tummy - you've reached out to touch divine Creation and She has accepted your worship

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if you ever get to hold a trans girl's soft clit in your mouth- get to curl your tongue protectively around it and press your nose to her tummy - you've reached out to touch divine Creation and She has accepted your worship
suck the fingers of the hand that feeds you with the fervor of a desperate supplicant
what a power rush to have her fall to her knees and press her forehead to my thighs, to carefully touch the edge of her chin and tilt it up towards me -- to her goddess
what a power rush to force her to sit there and bask in the intensity of my all consuming, possessive love
it's a lovely thing to have a woman's hands pressed together in supplication, to have her body tensed, her mind grounded fully in the here-and-now by the tactile buzz of electricity through her veins, her eyes locked with yours as you lick your lips, lean forward to press
feather light electric kisses
along the tips of her fingers, miniature lightning caught between the slide of your lips and the sensitive skin
i want to be on my knees in the dirt for her
i want to worship her strong thighs and the fine downy hair there
i want to melt my body kneading at the curve of her calf
i want to press my forehead against the softness of her stomach and breathe in sync with the rhythm of her diaphragm