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Tasting Him

Umm, make me scream as never before, as I’ve never felt      
When the thrust of his raw passion makes me so wet    
Mind to mind, body to body as our souls are gyrating as we melt  
Creaming all over you, bucking on his arousal as I move        

My mouth coveting his carnal greed  
Unmercifully siphoning his manhood from my fetish feed        
Mm... baby... can I have some more of your needs
Fingering myslef, pussy soaking beyond the wet

His grunts urging my climax on
His head bobbling back
Retreating.. pushing me backwards.. my spine gracing the sheet
My pussy invaded by his arousal greet
Legs in the air, pounding my chasm of my snatch

Taking it back then hammering
Pulling him down on top of me, wrapping my legs around his back
Cum dammit
Oh yes… uprating, his dick inside me slamming
My climax gushed mm.. he's rammming
Oh yeah baby that’s what I what to fill
His family jewels begin to drill
Cupping my ass, his groin to my pelvic
       
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 20th Aug 2021
Author's Note
I've always felt that poetry was particularly erotic, more than prose was... I say that you read poems not with your eyes and not with your ears, but with your mouth. You taste it.

Donald Hall
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