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Thanks for the battle bra, MidnightSonneteer! A terza rima

† †  
Knees padded against abrasion † †  
the scent of musk deeply inhaled † †  
against my cheek a sensation † †  
† †  
Hands in my hair, my mouth impaled † †
Precome swirled along your thickness † †  
With tongue against a soft exhale † †  
† †  
Hips jack, wet need, hands do witness † †
urging your ass to pump harder † †
to make my throat your new mistress † †  
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On my knees I take your ardor † †
I grip your your shaft, your lead followed † †  
leaving me no words to barter † †  
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Eyes meet, lips stretch, cheeks hollowed; † †  
the difference between like and love? † †
Choosing to spit or to swallow †
Author's Note
Rebuttal for a fucking sonnet. Also, the best poem on this site because I got a battle bra in it.

Iím keeping it.

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