Would you like to drink from my urn,
sampling the fluids of love?
My carafe is filled with our wine, as
your infusion has blended with my fluids.
Taste lushness, so sweet, so exceptional.
Become transformed by it.
Experience enchantment, rare as gold
Go ahead, drink intensely.
I want you to kiss my pink pearl.
See how it adorns my delicate flower.
Lick and buff it till it sparkles.
Watch it grow in size and intensity.
Do you accept the quest to find it,
the lever to my emotions?
It is the control to fill my imaginings.
Can you find the goal that consumes me?
Worship the goddess.
Attend the altar flanked by my thighs.
On my back I sweetly surrender
the overflowing urn.
Go on, drink from that flower
of such erotic silhouette.
I will lovingly hold it for you.
Come, fill your mouth with our wine.
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