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Electric silver threads dance
And sparkle 'neath her skin;
Biting, shimmering lightning
Nips across her pretty mound
As a wet and sultry breath
Weighs so heavy on her lust
As her legs spread wide and welcoming,
So enters now
Your tongue.

Aching, open cunt
Begs with shining, slipp'ry juice
For the plunge of wriggling thrusting
'Neath her sodden, throbbing nub
That your breath and nose have nudged
Into the open, sparking air;
Cries her velvet, swollen need,
She begs a weight of flushing face.

Eat deep of her,
And suckle hard
Upon her tiny gift,
And taste of her and swallow scents
That sing her song, desire.
Push further in and knead her hips
And bite her plump, hot thighs
As she rewards your slavering mouth
With her screams and bucking joy.

You own her cunt,
So freely giv'n,
You own her body whole;
For essence shines upon your face
And bites blush on her lips.
She danced upon your tongue today,
And evermore she'll crave
The ecstasy as you drink deep
And thrash your thirst away.

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.