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svelte as chill,
a place in your mouth
meant only for Lover

an unknown pocket
wide open for the one
or cup of tea too,
orgasm factory worker

the mechanic is cute.
she wears her grease
invitingly to elbow,
her lips are product of birth.
narrow, tight and pinched

tasting her
from full knuckle
to biceps
could take all morning,
afternoon, and
one seventh of fortnight

from toe petal
to waist,
a lifetime of learning

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