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 Though kinked
plumbing relegates
my pump to struggles
fitting the tank,
don't despair
for my tongue's
volunteered
to shoulder
the responsibilities
of your pleasure .
Trained to twirl
within cherub
cheeks the lingual
organ traces
the sweet folds
about your hips
in long lavish
strokes licking
every salty drop
till it plunges into
the pink selflessly
lashing lips till like
a blooming amaryllis    
you explode white
hot and crimson.




Written by Quill-in-Heart (Tony Pena)
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