The artistry of that moment
Those dews on her sinous flesh
Was distracting my senses
But when she lifted her arm
To collect her tresess I stopped
Grabbing her tresses I pushed her against the window pane
Leveling her leg on it I shoved my raging stallion
Stop, she screamed I gagged her mouth
And pounded
Till she fell into my rhythm I came
On her
Spilling my colors
On her navel...

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He loves belly dance and she is an expert.
She is a hot woman with a incredible outie navel with a flat white belly, perfect for a belly dancer.
He is fascinated by her sensual dance and her outie navel. He grabs her waist, and begins a navel lick session,as she gyrates to the beats.
He licks it a lot of times with his tongue, he does it non stop.
He is a glutton for navel!!!

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He had gently removed her saree - which had been specially made for her, and to her utter sexual delight the first place he kissed was her navel!
A lightning bolt, an arrow, of pure erotic HEAT shot through her navel, her whole body, as she felt him gently brushing his face and lips against her navel and her soft belly!
OHHHHHH, by the gods!
Ohhhh, how she was INSTANTLY in Flames!!!

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When the newly wed couple are in the room totally at ease, he tells her that he wants something. But she is a very seductive woman and she turns her back on him, showing off her backless saree. He says she knows what he wants: her delicious belly button. When she stands facing him, he smiles and immediately starts licking the deep navel of the beautiful bride, who moans horny. He really appreciates her navel on standing, licking it and licking it more. So she lies down on the couch arching her back, exposing more and more her deep belly button to be licked. They are so hot and horny...

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If destruction is you
How I wish to be destroyed
By the goddess herself

From your treacherous curves
That promises me to carry
To hell
Still I will to travel
Till I find your navel
From where I wish to take
Rebirth...

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He continued placing the most beautiful of flowers on her pretty belly,every single morning - and would kiss her beautiful belly and navel every night.
And,long past his passing,a flower would appear on her belly every morning,the soft petals kissing her navel.
And at night, her hand on her belly,her finger gently caressing her navel rim,this would bring back the strongest and most wonderfully erotic remembrances of his amazing touch...

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Sweats of apprehension
Trickling betwixt your breasts
Nestling in your navel
That's what I intend to taste
For tonight

Nothing more
Nothing less...

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Would every night be like this,she whispered

It will be,he responded,
Let your tresses breeze the trees
Let your eyes twinkle in the dark.
Let the crescent moon smile in your pout.
I see you arched in grace
The droplets around your NAVEL
The curves to your valley,
Milky it is all the way,
So lost am I
So dense is your sinuous journey...

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"I've never had so much oil on me at one time before," she says with a smile. "It feels wonderful!"

I fall to one side and lay beside her, propping my head on my hand, watching her contentedly. She's still running her fingers over her belly playing with the thickening oil. She sticks her thumb into her navel and with a wet "squish" the warm spunk is forced out over the rim in all directions and flows over her flat tummy. She then extracts her thumb, but it doesn't leave her navel easily. So firmly it's seated inside her belly hole that a slight vacuum has formed and the rim of her bellybutton clings to her thumb like a pair of sucking lips pulling the surrounding flesh upwards until the seal breaks and the thumb comes free with a soft "pop!"

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When she was hanging the wet clothes and was clipping them to prevent them from being blown away by wind, I saw she was standing on her toe as the rope was at a great height and her full body was stretched at that process.
She used to wear saree at home over navel. But as there was scorching sunlight, she was exhausted and shifted her saree pallu aside and tucked into the waist leaving her whole belly bare.
Now when she was hanging the clothes her full bare belly was jiggling.
Her deep navel and lower belly full of stretch marks was the center of attraction….her belly was full of sweat drops making it more erotic. Some drops were going in and coming out of the deep navel….
I was feeling like to grab her waist and suck all the juices from that sweaty navel while staring seductively at her navel during the whole process...

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