Liquid, pouring forth to coat
without deference
Anything that it will
Cold lube drips on my hot skin,
leaving a trail
But it quickly gives way
to a new sensation
Her cool feet trailing up my thighs,
to turn the cold into warmth,
night into day.
Touch, pouring forth to coat
without deference
Anything that it will
Her feet are everywhere on my hardness,
Relentless, tugging, kneading,
Pulling, pushing, begging the explosion
that comes, all at once,
Liquid, pouring forth to coat
without deference
Anything that it will
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