Ah...
Tongue slowly lash between moisten folds
Making them wet with the warm spit of your slick saliva
Body sweat
Pressure slowly building up
While your tongue tenderly lash deep between
The center of my womanly blossom
Swirl
Twirl
Dip
Flick
Lick
Sip
My mind now thinking of your pretty dick
Drenching deep inside my pink wick
Stretching
Thrusting
Pushing
Shoving
Trying to reach the means of my watery depths
Thighs contract tight around your head
As tongue sweep deep into the wetness of my neither land
Stomach muscles spasm
As body orgasm
While your tongue lick
Around and on the tip
Of my pink, hard, erect clit
Crying plea tell you to stop
But stop you must not
Not until my body rise, shudder and shake, like it was tasered by a city cop
Then fall into an rapturous orgasmic flop
(C)1ManView
Outstanding poem... it sounds like a jazz song!!!
ReplyDeleteThat is the music that Cole Porter could make!!!
DO you know Cole Porter???
I loved the sound of the poem...and, of course, the act of licking a pussy!!!
Thank you... If it sounded like music it means it had a good rhythm which is what you want in a poem like this... And yes I have heard of Cole Porter. He and Ella Fitzgerald were some of my Mother favorites. I guess I will have to go to YouTube and listen to them for awhile. I see you are very diverse in music... And who doesn't like licking ice cream 😊
Deletepeace and love
1ManView
Cuidado. Antes de entrar alerta para a existência de vírus. Adiante
ReplyDeleteSexo oral quem não gosta?
Hemmm. Muito bom. Excelente poema.
ReplyDeleteBoa semana
Te espero no meu canto