I'll fire her up and not set her at naught,
'beslobbered' with my come, once I have spent
over her face.
This foible, she has sought
to delight in, leaves her much more content
than any sentinel, since she can guard
my cock within her mouth, until she's cleaned
it well.
Her face is moribund. I'm hard
again and free to disgrace holes she's reamed
in preparation for new explorations.
These stay redolent in the memory
until they're used again.
Such iteration
is a sweet pleasure: she's my cunt, you see.
And she'll forbear, no matter how provoked,
Or fucked until her fire is fully stoked.
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