Tasting Her

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prey woke up to hear Her voice
Her words that prey hears leave her no choice
The look in Her eyes make everything go hazy
Her touch driving prey's body crazy
Oh, the way prey feels for You
Is something that no O/one could undo
The world around prey could crumble and shatter
prey wouldn't notice, because when she is with Her none else matters
Her touch sets preys skin on fire
Looking at Her, prey's sapphire eyes filled with desire
prey drinks from Her like savoring precious wine
The taste of Her causing her to scream Her name several times
Giving to Her all that prey's got
as she sticks a finger into Her honey-pot
Oh, what is this She does to me
Setting prey's soul afire, melting into a sea
Becoming putty under Her skillful touch
Sending feverish quivers that are never to much
Molding prey into what She wants prey to be
A beautiful creation with Her image in graved in me
As prey dives between Her milky hips
It is Her name that escapes from these lips
prey knows in her heart that what she feels is more than just a scene
As She pulls prey's hair back until she screams
Though times of prey's life have seemed tragic
prey knows with Her, what she feels is magic
she gives her body, soul, mind, and will for Her to break
For it's with You that prey wants to see how much she can take
As her thrusts increase in pace
her own heart starts to pound and race
Loving more than anything savoring Her taste
Making sure as not a single drop of honey to waste
Without even a single word needed to be shared
prey knows how she feels, and thinks She is well aware
Each day prey gives a little more of herself to You
And loves it when she gets a little bit back from Her too...

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