One slow swipe to the underside
Swirling trips down the sides
Tip tunneling the hole
Salty moisture
Soft satin enclosing
Warm, fleshy
Plunging fast, sucking slow
Over and over
Heartbeat racing
Air escaping
Tremors
Back of the throat
Dark, personal
Control lost
Swallowing....
Mmm...that was good...
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