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Another Taste, Please!
Mid-afternoon
her flavour
drawing you back
a few hours
as you tasted all of her
the tension escaping
in every moan
twisting beneath the feast
pulling her legs
further open
feeling the arousal
her nipple
hardening
at the fingertip
A car horn blasts
back to the present
one hand on the wheel
the other adjusting
the excitement of the memory
and the impatience of the future.
her flavour
drawing you back
a few hours
as you tasted all of her
the tension escaping
in every moan
twisting beneath the feast
pulling her legs
further open
feeling the arousal
her nipple
hardening
at the fingertip
A car horn blasts
back to the present
one hand on the wheel
the other adjusting
the excitement of the memory
and the impatience of the future.
Published 8th Sep 2018
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8th Sep 2018 4:29pm
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9th Sep 2018 8:33pm
It's when the taste of your partner draws you back after several years you really know what you miss
9th Sep 2018 10:37pm
9th Sep 2018 8:34pm
Nothing like the remembrance of an exquisite sexual moment. A similar trigger would be "Smelling your finger". Enjoyed your write.
