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Hip to Grind

my mind just dipped
sensory overload
tongued electric fields
targeting my hungry lips
glossed and sweet

you can feel me smirk
iíve got a hip to grind
a bone to pick with you
fiddle me on my back
adjacent strings

let the cherry juice flow
tiny, red trails
along my thighs
knees bent for the swirl
and spread wide
poppin my lips to tongue
in anticipated ecstasy

my joy ride
on the downslide
renegade hips
grinding the recoil
we meet for a swift
brush of lip kiss

breast to chest impact
before the arched fall back
legs held high
weíve stepped it up
a notch

ladies and gentlemen

hips to the grind
let the ricochet
escalate every
nuanced perfection
your ridge filling
my curved influences

itís a sophisticated
moist endeavor, fella
riding out the volcanic
overflow of my
heated and scorched
valley of pulsating truth

tsssss...

a whispered hiss
your depth perception
on point, the mark
has been placed
etched and embossed
a solid V for victorious

penetration personified
i can feel it in my throat
let the union gasp
as our bodies solidify
the new deal

that pending explosion
more than i can bear
encapsulating a piece
of you deep within me
or forever
hold your peace



hrshykss
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