- Erotic Poetry
- Banquet
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Click hereHer body’s a true banquet,
Upon which my mouth does feast,
Full breasts – sweet appetizers,
For the main course found beneath,
My tongue trails slowly downward,
Savoring tasty flesh,
Nostrils flare, inhaling,
The hot sweet scent of sex,
And then my face is buried,
Between smooth creamy thighs,
And the stillness is soon broken,
With soft moans, gasps and sighs,
My spirits soar with each sound,
As my tongue does swirl and play,
For giving her this pleasure,
Gives meaning to my day,
Her passions overwhelm her,
Sweet to my ears her cries,
As nails dig into my flesh,
I know I’ve found the prize,
- COMMENTS
MattIsRightover 5 years agoTo have my wife alive, to lick again.
My infidelity killed her.
BabyBlue2005over 17 years agoI enjoyed this very much ... sweet images to replay in my mind.
