Grip tight a slick wet ******,
Slide slippery through the neither hair,
Kneel to the urge, to taste and purge,
Such need not mimicked this waning night!

Let prudence part in quickened hearts,
Hold fast those thumps and thrusts and sighs,
Beauties revealing of hidden parts,
Climatic fodder feeding lustful cries!

Nibble softly tautly tender skin,
Moan once more, as breaths implore
The quivering explosion to then set in,
Quiet to follow, with lips on lips again.