The cat whose got the cream.....again
I want to feel your love juice, running down my chin, a gift earned by licking, during a night fuelled by sin
Flicking, probing, dancing, running patterns on your clit, touching all the right spots on your delicious slit
Dipping in and pulling out, you juice it tastes so good, hunting for your cliterus, my tongues dives beneath your hood
Buried deep in ecstasy, I lunge and take small sips, I hold your pussy in close and tight, my hands hold tight onto your hips
We fall into a rhythm, as one we simply rise and fall, you offer your pussy to my mouth, I hungrily eat it all
You ride my face hard and fast, you drive each thrust and grind, you get more frantic, you begin to lose your mind
Head tossed back, you squat down deep, you moan, you clamp then scream, I'm covered in your love juice. I'm the cat whose got the cream.....
Again
THE KINKY POET
