The Lick of Lust
An oral tradition

I lick you up and down, my delicious all day sucker You know the routine Slowly, deliberately Watching you watching me
Listening to the sweet song of your moan as I tease you with my tongue Making you savor the moment Even though you know you want more Making you wait Even though the taste of you is what I adore
I run ice along your lustful length You shiver with delight I lick the drippings left behind If only cold comfort lasted all night
You stroke my hair, then my cheek You’re anxious for my entire mouth, you’re feeling weak I want to hold out, but just can’t abide My ravenous anticipation will no longer hide
I take in a little to test you I know how much it affects you Your desperation, my motivation I savor you, the flavor of you And when I inhale you Your longing approval Is all I need to satisfy my greed
I wrap around you wholly And drag myself up and down Your gaze is broken, my intensity makes you drown In abject pleasure from the root to the crown
An uncontrollable eruption detonates between my cheeks I watch with delight as you sink into the bed, weak The effect I have on you makes my heart skip a beat As I crawl into your arms and listen to you snore Our oral tradition complete once more
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