-Read by Lilhi

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That one drop of lust could feed a famine
and I watch it, eyes slit, open-mouthed,
anticipating. The bead rolls down a
hard chest, a harder nipple where it's poised,
perpetually or so it seems.
The hang time is too tedious, starving
while waiting. I'm impatient.
One lick and it's a salty plenitude, albeit short-lived.

This dry spell really did last forever
and it's hot, I'll make him sweat a lot longer.

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