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Click hereI want to lick you while you scream
With silence made by thighs
A heaving chest with shaking breasts
Delights my girlish eyes.
I hold your gentle lips apart
And bathe that salmon glow
With flicks of tongue and finger which
Your husband will never know.
I met you after church that day
Your lips were painted red.
Blue eyes caught mine and held them tight
As out the door I led.
I drove so quick, you didn't know
Which way would take you back,
But before the door closed with a click
I had you in the sack.
I kissed your mouth and lips and breasts
As clothes came flying past.
You ripped your thong in lustful haste
I knew you wouldn't last.
I licked so slowly down your front
You stopped and said in fright,
"My man has never licked before."
I smiled and did you right.
A thrash, a roll, a screaming sigh
You echoed off the roof.
I brought you to the highest heights.
My cold heart stayed aloof.
Distant I felt as you came for me.
I hope you felt betrayed
As I had when he left me, bitch,
For you, the one who prayed.