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Replete

He chuckles if she tries to laugh with him
for this is rather harder than you’d think;
She’ll stare up at him wide eyed and begin
To shape her mouth for smiles; on the brink
Of the amusement shared, she’ll realise
That there’s no need, in fact; she’ll let him fill
The room with all the noises he supplies,
As she applies herself with gracious skill
And shows him a good time – in fact the best
That he has ever felt – the mouth is sweet
And, when he comes, he spends with interest
Her gullet will suffice – it is a treat:
An amuse-gueule, in fact, for he comes deep
And fills her throat until he is replete.
Written by SweetOblivion
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