Prurient Juvenalism

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(1)
Let speculations with corruptive view,
Amidst lame restraints of unfettered lust,
Survey femme body from France to Peru
Without constraints from some religious past
Embrace the sins, sans shame need feign disgust:
        Covet to grace with hot, wet caresses,
        Kissing her limbs, toenails to the crevice.
(2)
Nor confine my fun on the south section ~>
Twin promontories north of the valley
Summon forthwith more votive attention.
Pert twins call my lips for furtive parley,
Indulge their whims with no further delay:
        Sup on the sap, abundant from your drip,
        Within the gap, cognizant, probe your grip.
(3)
Taste vouchsafe the nectar of recoiled dream
To vainly quench the fire of chained desire
Pretense feign serenely conceal the flame
Suppress the treason of unyielding fire
License willing loins our passions suspire:
       Promote we barter, in surfeit, our fluids
       To soothe wet quiver, we repeat more glides.

(4)
The taste of heat exchanged through skin with skin
Thirsty tangled limbs drink with abandon
Whet appetites for delectable sin
Hasten forfeit the floodgates of passion
Post haste consummate satiated union:
        Proclaim in precious delicious shudder,
        Dare shame propose liquid sweet surrender.
(5)
Why try deny wild anticipation,
That repeat performance might chance our way?
We achieve sustained participation
Pursuant to planned opportunity
For rampant hunt with taxing honesty:
      When both my ears are pinioned by your thighs
      Then we converse in wanton moaning sighs.
(6)
Never rule out the sparks of fresh romance
Be it induced by instincts lecherous
Towards Nirvana seldom we advance
Save nurturing our inklings amorous
Molding the soul distinctly generous:
        That which conjures orgasmic ecstasy
        Bewitch the crotch with itchy fantasy.
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