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he once said to me...                  *“I would blow warm                          moist breath through                                           your toes...                            I would do all the                   wonderful things                 to your big toes                   that you do to me.                       And most certainly                          all the tension would                                drain onto me...                                I would draw                                 every last drop                                from your toes                           with little messages                          along the way of my                       charted course                          to come up                       your inner channels.         Resting in the sensitive eddies         behind your knees   we both breathe fire     wafting up and down                          your thighs.”* .... like drips of seduction off his tongue. And he lingered on, saying...                    *“Flaming lips wafting              together with desire,        reaching and pulling           with firey licks.        As I slide    my wet tongue     on up and hover,            breathing                      you in                            deeply...                            through my nostrils                          filling my *** senses.                        Drunk on your fumes,                 I'm consumed.            Circling the tip        of my nose    around your hard,    pearly knot        feeling the heat              from your butterfly wings             my parted lips surounding           and easing the warmth      of my soul onto you with wet hot breath.    And I ease the length           of my tongue to rest       completely over     your fire breathing wings ,                warm capable and ready..                    leaving you in suspense.                       Sliding ever so slightly                            and slowly up your                                     slick silky lips,                      tightening the tip                    of my tongue -                       flick flick                              flick flick...              And I look deeply            into your eyes,                   into depths                     you've never known.                        And then I'll take you                         all in, with a suction                            you'll never escape                              or ever want to.       Never breaking eye contact my tongue slides from bottom         and presses, emphasis          at the top slowly         over and over             settling you in.                 We fall into                    a oneness                         and find                           our groove.”* And I said... ** *“I wish I wasn't still irritated with you so I could fully enjoy your seduction.”* **
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Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
he Once Said
he once said to me...                  *“I would blow warm                          moist breath through                                           your toes...                            I would do all the                   wonderful things                 to your big toes                   that you do to me.                       And most certainly                          all the tension would                                drain onto me...                                I would draw                                 every last drop                                from your toes                           with little messages                          along the way of my                       charted course                          to come up                       your inner channels.         Resting in the sensitive eddies         behind your knees   we both breathe fire     wafting up and down                          your thighs.”* .... like drips of seduction off his tongue. And he lingered on, saying...                    *“Flaming lips wafting              together with desire,        reaching and pulling           with firey licks.        As I slide    my wet tongue     on up and hover,            breathing                      you in                            deeply...                            through my nostrils                          filling my *** senses.                        Drunk on your fumes,                 I'm consumed.            Circling the tip        of my nose    around your hard,    pearly knot        feeling the heat              from your butterfly wings             my parted lips surounding           and easing the warmth      of my soul onto you with wet hot breath.    And I ease the length           of my tongue to rest       completely over     your fire breathing wings ,                warm capable and ready..                    leaving you in suspense.                       Sliding ever so slightly                            and slowly up your                                     slick silky lips,                      tightening the tip                    of my tongue -                       flick flick                              flick flick...              And I look deeply            into your eyes,                   into depths                     you've never known.                        And then I'll take you                         all in, with a suction                            you'll never escape                              or ever want to.       Never breaking eye contact my tongue slides from bottom         and presses, emphasis          at the top slowly         over and over             settling you in.                 We fall into                    a oneness                         and find                           our groove.”* And I said... ** *“I wish I wasn't still irritated with you so I could fully enjoy your seduction.”* **
It’s my 100th poem and thought I’d do something different. Be kind! XD
Cne
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Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
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