Whereupon His Tongue did Serve to Please
Of all those lips, this tongue
has probed
and subsequently pierced ..
There were
those of course, that truly
tasted sweet ..
Then, there were yours
indeed my love
that yet, still taste divine ..
Much more
like angels tears, he thought
and then, did
sip from them till drunk, time
upon time, again
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Aah! Cunnilingus at the right time in the right place can have it's own rewards....
I'll have you know sir, this has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with any of our Irish friends or brethren ................................................ 🙂 Neville
Brilliant!
'of that nectar of life
your ink, drips
...ever sweet'
You are yet again, far too kind Mek ...........................Thank you kindly and true ........ Neville
Beautiful piece
How kind you are .. Many thanks indeed ............................. Neville
Your imagery is as brill. as ever.........x
I simply can not, not thank you .. thank you dear lady Fay ........... x
North Somerset cider.Now your talking Nev.Cheers 🥳
Cheers Neil 🙂
The sweet taste of love, when found, lingers. A great expression of lasting love, of "angel tears" "drunk" across time. Some great images hinted at and some exposed. A treat for my cloudy afternoon. - Phil A.
Hello Phil .. many thanks to you my friend .. I hope the sunshine's down on you tomorrow 🙂
Super words Neville.
Andy
Thank you sir Andy.
Neville 🙂
good write,take care
Thank you for checking in dean, & very much appreciated it most assuredly was sir .. Neville
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