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Ponderings Of A Prostitute

He saw her...    
eyes wide like those    
of a doe...searching him    
watching him....    
wanting him.    
   
So innocent she seemed    
head tilted to one side    
as if she were listening to secrets    
from the universe....    
As a thin smile spread across her face    
   
In ... this shadowed place he stood    
in front of her...as she made her self    
comfortable upon her knees...    
   
Encasing his hips in her hands    
she kissed his belly button...    
then rubbed her face against his chest...    
Breathing in deep the scent of him    
   
Aching to show him...how much she needed    
him....Aching to show him how much she wanted    
to be needed.    
   
In one fluid motion...    
Her warm thick lips    
engulfed his pleasure...    
sending ripples of heat    
through his loins into his belly    
   
In one fluid motion    
she swallowed him whole...    
gripping his thighs    
thrusting her need upon him    
Making him feel her urgency    
Making him feel ...as if stars    
had exploded behind his eyes...    
   
He took her hair in his hands    
so he could see more of her face    
while each wild motions send him closer      
To exploding....    
   
Yet she was thinking...    
with each lick...and nip    
Of his tip...    
   
How much she wanted him to know she loved him    
How much she wanted him to know...    
He could have her...all of her    
Not just her lips    
She wanted to speak...    
He would not allow it    
As he forcefully engorged    
her throat with his every inch...    
   
Forcing her to open her throat wider...    
suck in more air from the sides....    
As she focused on the sweetness of his    
explosion soon to come....    
He arched his back...    
As she carried on at her frenzied pace    
Exploding deep down inside her throat    
She held him around his waist once they could    
both breath again....    
Hoping he could feel how much she loved him    
Hoping he could feel how much she.... needed him    
Hoping .... he could  just feel    
   
He pulled her to her feet    
Thanked her... and    
Gave her 40 dollars...    
As she came from the side of the building    
tucking the money in her bra    
   
She wondered... how it had ever come to this    
At what point did she forget that Love....    
Had nothing to do with it.    
   
Love...didn't live  inside her anymore  
Only the Hope... there of
Written by Firebyrd
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