Erect But Supple

The tempered beast licks upon the brown skin

 Creating the rise in natures surprise,

Least it be in the lust of a quiet din.

She flutters speaking with her beautiful eyes;

Syllable’s uttered in soft passionate moans.

Wandering fingers tear at the givers flesh!

A demon from her throat comes guttural tones

This primal need of tongue and soft skin mesh;

Entanglement locked in a searing heat.

Oh the breath of two tepid, hers was sweet.

Teeth teased around the brown hard straining nipple

Sweat dripped coupled with spit wetting the teat.

Filling his mouth with greed sucking her treat

Creating in her an intense sexual ripple.

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