Erotic Poetryfountain of lustFingers mold around
hardened as chrome.
Opens her mouth
awaiting the blast.
To capture the liquid
that'll quench her desires.
Twisting the knob
for the fountains liquid.
Her tongue extended
ready for the cum-ing spray.
Red lips waiting
over pressure building.
Her throat gets soaked
from wetness spiraling.
She closes her mouth
to a wicked grin.
Licking her lips,
finger swipes a drip.
Quenching her thirst
at the fountain of lust.
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