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Goodnight My Love
His prized possession, his poetic obsession
Who dares taste like me
The cookbook to his heart, the desires of his stirring recipe
How we play in the dark, my touch he feels, my chemical romantic sparks
I usually do not indulge, half-sleepy, the third time, yet, I will do this for you
In the midnight hours, giving him all my loving, gloving his family jewels with my silken dew
His fetish for me deeply felt once he kisses over my toes
Love bites to my inner thigh, his two fingers darting inside my tight slicken hole
Mm... are you relishing the moistened essence unlocked deep inside
His tongue savoring, with each dip, opening my legs even wide
So what you gonna do when I put this curvaceous body on you
Gyrating back and forth, twerking on his finger
Under his nostrils the craving of my scent shall now linger
Rolling himself over
Palming my breast nipples as my body in favor to hover
His erection pointing North
Mm…a quick suck… well of course
Straddling him, easing down his aroused length, once inside, oh yes....what a sweet choice
Bucking his hard erection like he’s my favorite prized horse
Circling deeper inside the wetness of my honeyed mysteries
Loving the feen, getting euphoric off the greed, plunging in and out the hunger of his need
Covering my lips, thrashing upward, suffocating the moans of my sounds
His head indenting the pillow, strong arms wrapped round my waist, puling me down, palming my buttocks, kinging the sugar of my crown
Mingled juices infused, streams of pleasure perused, the trickling sensations of the feeling set loose
Mmm… drowning in the soaking my handsome muse has blissfully induced
Who dares taste like me
The cookbook to his heart, the desires of his stirring recipe
How we play in the dark, my touch he feels, my chemical romantic sparks
I usually do not indulge, half-sleepy, the third time, yet, I will do this for you
In the midnight hours, giving him all my loving, gloving his family jewels with my silken dew
His fetish for me deeply felt once he kisses over my toes
Love bites to my inner thigh, his two fingers darting inside my tight slicken hole
Mm... are you relishing the moistened essence unlocked deep inside
His tongue savoring, with each dip, opening my legs even wide
So what you gonna do when I put this curvaceous body on you
Gyrating back and forth, twerking on his finger
Under his nostrils the craving of my scent shall now linger
Rolling himself over
Palming my breast nipples as my body in favor to hover
His erection pointing North
Mm…a quick suck… well of course
Straddling him, easing down his aroused length, once inside, oh yes....what a sweet choice
Bucking his hard erection like he’s my favorite prized horse
Circling deeper inside the wetness of my honeyed mysteries
Loving the feen, getting euphoric off the greed, plunging in and out the hunger of his need
Covering my lips, thrashing upward, suffocating the moans of my sounds
His head indenting the pillow, strong arms wrapped round my waist, puling me down, palming my buttocks, kinging the sugar of my crown
Mingled juices infused, streams of pleasure perused, the trickling sensations of the feeling set loose
Mmm… drowning in the soaking my handsome muse has blissfully induced
Published 24th Mar 2020
Author's Note
One of the things I like so much about 'Goodnight Moon' is the way it leaves room for ambiguity.
Celeste Ng
Celeste Ng
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24th Mar 2020 3:21am
This piece is the perfect length Miss Kitty and it's hot as heck, totally tight
24th Mar 2020 6:39am
Sensuous write. Poetic Viagra. It was even more arousing when I read this poem substitiuting him and his for you and your.
With its title it would make a good poetic erotic love letter between couples parted by social segregation during this coronavirus outbreak. A way to send them to sleep thinking of you.
With its title it would make a good poetic erotic love letter between couples parted by social segregation during this coronavirus outbreak. A way to send them to sleep thinking of you.
24th Mar 2020 6:45am
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24th Mar 2020 7:07am
Ddaayyyuummmmm
24th Mar 2020 8:14am
