I please...
that's my aim...
on bended knee
eyes beg and plead
for his tongue, his fingertips
devouring my skin
both chasing the illicit erotic dreams
pains pleasures overflow treasures
set by his hands mystery
he craves my tease with words of torture
as he encircles my breasts in rope
framing perfect nipples
gazing spotlight upon my flesh
braking away the brat
and leaving the kitten purring
explosive in explosions of pleasure
found in his lips, in his touch
in that pleasured look...
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: February 7th, 2022 01:39
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Comments3
I'm glad the cats are having fun. That's what it reads like to me - kitty?! lol
lol I think kitty did have fun hahahaha
really like, how you poetically voiced both POV's
made the read more nuanced
and recreated the playful elements
sometimes lost, in such depictions..
well conceptualised, executed and written
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
thanks mek
Zamnnn. This is steamy and entrancing. 👍
Thank you
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