I wonder what it's like to kiss you...
Here, there, and everywhere
I don't know that part of you
you're unknown and can't bare
"plenty of throbbing bruises
no burns or noticeable scrapes
only hot exchanges of juices and
our body's soul enjoying their escape..."
You smell good,
You taste good...
liquids begin to evacuate
reminding how good you taste.
Nothing sweeter than this
commencing to your abyss
What's it like to lick you there?
Sample to tease again, being unfair...
Hold me against your saccharine sweat
Wrap me with your tender supple legs
Moan again to your body's content
Release to me your passionate scents...
Too bad I have tile
Melissa Marina Flores