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Let me lick your lollipop
And suck your throbbing head.
I don't need candy, liquorice sticks,
I'll suck your cock instead.
I'll lick your shaft in twirling swirls
And wriggle my tongue along;
I'll make you glad I'm sucking you,
This pleasure can't be wrong.

Your button mushroom fits inside
My hot and moistening mouth;
I'll suck you down into my throat,
Your shaft is heading south.
I hum a tune of sugar joy
With my lips squeezing you.
I'll gaze up, on my knees, below,
Don't you enjoy this view?

I clutch your stick so gently soft
But suck you deep and wet;
I love to lick and nom your cock,
So well I make you sweat.
The sugar oozes from your hole,
I suck and lick it clean;
Oh, rub my clit as I suck you,
Make me your candy queen.

My dribbling mouth sucks dribbling cock,
I need you more and more;
If I didn't want you in my throat,
You'd make my pussy sore
With fucking me so heavenly well,
As deep as you can get.
So fuck my mouth with your sweet length,
You make me fucking wet!

I'll nom you down with swirling tongue
And suck you 'til your balls
Unload into my panting mouth
With sugar-spunky falls.
Oh, let me lick your lollipop!
So deep, until I quake,
Then fill me full, first with your flesh,
And then your cum milkshake.

Nom!

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been nicked, and the thief's Happy Bits shall become ever redundant. So there.