Shades Of Erotic Poetry

Trembling thighs Are gently pried Open wide Fingertips  Gently dip Inside moist swollen lips Head slide Between firm...

Uuuu, Tongue slowly lashing between my moisten folds, Making them wet with the warm spit of your slick saliva, Body sweat, Pres...

It wasn't the slow, long wet lick of the tip of his tongue,  That made my legs quiver,  My thighs tighten around his head,  ...