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Eating Out
I pushed her down
On to the rumpled sheets:
Pressed my uncouth lips
Onto her tender tummy,
Where I hesitated a while
Kissing and licking her
While she happily whimpered
And playfully squirmed;
Holding back
Just a bit longer,
For my true intention,
Our inevitable climax,
Was always
To have her writhing,
Desperately struggling
Against, or with,
The merciless pleasure
Of my mouth against her treasure,
My tongue stoking her like fire,
My lips brushing hers
Like wind-rustled grass,
Like silk skimming on marble,
Like a hungry lover
Determined to bathe her
In a hundred waves
Of pure ecstasy.
On to the rumpled sheets:
Pressed my uncouth lips
Onto her tender tummy,
Where I hesitated a while
Kissing and licking her
While she happily whimpered
And playfully squirmed;
Holding back
Just a bit longer,
For my true intention,
Our inevitable climax,
Was always
To have her writhing,
Desperately struggling
Against, or with,
The merciless pleasure
Of my mouth against her treasure,
My tongue stoking her like fire,
My lips brushing hers
Like wind-rustled grass,
Like silk skimming on marble,
Like a hungry lover
Determined to bathe her
In a hundred waves
Of pure ecstasy.
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