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Your wicked tongue
licks
along the curve
of my spine
as your words
stroke my flesh
with suggestion.
Tongue
hands
and words.
Your definitive goal
the centre of me.
My surrender.
Mind.
Body.
Soul.
Yours.
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*A repost from last year with added audio. I hope that my new readers enjoy.
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