Recurring

Her breasts,
glossy with perspiration,
rise and fall heavily,
with her lingering
gasps of elation

Her eyes,
sparkling gratefully,
skip along my body,
seeking some way
to repay me;

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My lips will ever crave
her body, soft and fair;
My tongue longs to misbehave
and paint her everywhere

My ears shall ever ache to hear
that which my mind deems
the most titillating audio fare:
her unabashed, rapturous screams