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A Giver's Gift
Long.
Slow.
Licks.
Teasing.
Prodding.
Enticing.
Rising.
Parting.
Groove.
Hot tongue.
Melting.
Moistening.
Until...
I reach...
Your cherry...
Frantic flicks.
Tongue set loose.
And then...
Wrap my lips around.
Sucking,
Bedewed drops,
Lapping moisture.
Tasting you.
Devouring you.
Whilst you drip,
All over my hand.
Sticky juices,
Fuel my hunger,
Decadent smile...
You're all mine.
I like my ice cream...
With a cherry on top.
Slow.
Licks.
Teasing.
Prodding.
Enticing.
Rising.
Parting.
Groove.
Hot tongue.
Melting.
Moistening.
Until...
I reach...
Your cherry...
Frantic flicks.
Tongue set loose.
And then...
Wrap my lips around.
Sucking,
Bedewed drops,
Lapping moisture.
Tasting you.
Devouring you.
Whilst you drip,
All over my hand.
Sticky juices,
Fuel my hunger,
Decadent smile...
You're all mine.
I like my ice cream...
With a cherry on top.
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