I Have a Need

I have a need.
A need to feed upon your flowing juices.
Your sweet, salty, sensual sex juices.
 
I won't stop.
I can't stop until my hunger for you is satisfied.
 
Will it ever be?
How can it be?
How can a mortal like me  
Pry himself away from a feast fit only for Gods.
 
I am a slave.
A slave to the font of lustful, luscious liquid between your legs.
 
Please,
Please don't make me stop.
I must have you forcing my face deeper, deeper into you  
Until all your secrets,all your flavors cover my tongue
And become part of me.