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In Between Your Legs

To gaze upon your mound,
Is where I'm usually found,
To take you with my tongue,
It's all in good clean fun.

To tease those gentle lips,
Without your two front teeth,
To savior your sweet taste,
I'm sorry if I'm in haste.

To bring you to a high,
And smile to your face,
I keep on licking you,
I enjoy that oh sweet taste.

To bring your lips to mine,
I hope that I'm in time,
To bite and nibble those,
That I find divine.

Remember that I'm here,
So very very near,
In-between your legs,
Burrowed to my ears.

Licking with a passion,
Using all my tongue,
In and out I'm going,
It's all in good clean fun.

So remember when you itch,
And you badly need to scratch,
My tongue is always waiting,
For another night of passion.

So if you have a mind,
Give to me a call,
I'm always very near,
And my tongues always on call