Pussy-Licker: Linger

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PUSSY-LICKER: LINGER

by

TRISTAN TROTSKY

all day
I feel the beautiful secret
warm rectal ache
of your presence
that no-one
suspects is there,
all day my tongue
catches the fleeting
aftertaste of your spunk
at the back of my throat,
in teasing flashbacks
of entwinement...

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tristantrotskytristantrotskyover 8 years agoAuthor

Romance is a weird thing, and yes, the taste of spunk - the reminder of passion, can be romantic...

AnonymousAnonymousover 8 years ago
"aftertaste of your spunk"

how romantic an image

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