Fingers gently spread the swollen fruit
Opening widely soft and succulent flesh
Releasing pungent scent to overpower
As deep I drink me down the juice divine.
Quaffing once again from Venus' well
Moisture drawn betwixt opalescent lips
Quaking limbs entwined in carnal bliss
Dispelling ageist auras till the dawn.
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