- Erotic Poetry
- drenched
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Drenched
A slow burn,
To drench the skin,
His touch so close,
So near my body,
He teases me gently with his talented tongue,
My body straining to be so close to him,
I devour him with my eyes,
And wonder to myself,
Do I want him forever,
Or just till tonight,
Should I give him my number,
What do I need,
Do I want to commitment,
Or just for him to fuck me,
As he leans back,
I grab his wrist,
Tying each one to the post of my bed,
I grab the hot wax,
And drip it a little,
Blowing each spot,
And giving him a small favor,
As he groans, I move,
To I grab the whip cream and make him into my desert,
I lick his body and taste his delights,
He cums in my mouth,
And I swallow it down with a smile.
