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I slake my thirst for your tender mouth

like a glutton I gorge on your kisses

and devour your sweet scent.

With my famished lips

I consume your supple skin,

and like gulping from a chalice

of the finest wine I am drunken

by the taste of your womanhood.

When I forage on your lavish curves

our hearts accelerate

to pound in unison, and ring like bells

in a symphony of pleasure,

knowing rapture deftly comes

when we entwine in our embrace.

How I crave to indulge once more

upon your feminine feast.



Roberto.