Happy Hour

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mouth to Yang
Yin on lips
hot eager breath
on swollen loins
juices intermingle
a nice syrupy cocktail
happy hour indeed

dewy eyes
angry flesh
heady perfume
from Venus’ lair
delicious male musk
incense of passion
fragrant stink of love

blood boiling
sinew tensing
talons scratch
a wet, red tattoo
thunderous crescendo
sweet surrender
I know when I’m licked

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