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This poem is called Thrills

Oral anticipation may kill you -
Lingering licking on your clitoris;
You’ll feel heat and know that lust is this:
He'll take you to cloud nine and he will do
All that he can to make your pussy mew
And have you twist and turn, as that sweet slit
Is wetted by his tongue, which loves to slip
Within your sex, so that it can accrue
The flavour of your cunt; now spread your legs
And press lips to his prick - yes, do enjoy
The hardness as he licks - your cum soon spills,
As you lie back and the delightful dregs
Of your desire excite him too - deploy
Those little sighs and then throat fucking thrills.
Written by poetjj
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