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POSSESSION

POSSESSION

My favorite song lives on your lips
As your kisses torture me into ecstasy
And my body hums with desire
Craving you and your talented tongue.
My passion evidenced on your wet, slippery fingers
As I yield to their cunning manipulation.
They circle my pearl then slip inside stroking...
Smiling you offer their sweet treasure to my lips
For a taste...our eyes meet as I divest
Your fingers of my essence and lift my mouth
To yours to share the sexy flavor you've invoked.
Desire pools in my belly, your nostrils flare...
And the air is lust filled with dirty, sexy whispers.

Tracking my pulse with your tongue to the intimacy
Between my legs I press my pussy
To your lips returning stroke for stroke.
The orgasm bursts and repeats into more
Pulsating surges, tsunami strong.
I come apart again and again
As you repeatedly bring me back
To the precipice and mercilessly push me off!
Your name the only word I know
Courses through me in rippling moans
And bursting stars...damn baby!

Possession is the sound of your whispered
Command..."come for me now" as you delicately
Pinch my clit between thumb and forefinger
I give you, again, what is already yours.

 

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