Please note this is a continuation is a series. Prior to reading this poem you must read the four proceeding to understand the concept and meaning. These poems are sexual in nature between two consenting adults. Please consider this is a kink and do not judge.
I step back
babygirl remains
pressed to the wall
eyes wide
mouth moued
lips trembling
the heat of my body leaving yours.
My look
long and lingering
before I kneel at your feet
looking up at you.
I tickle my hands up your thighs
hearing your sounds
pleasured by your moans
until I come to your dripping lips.
With gentle care
I part them
before me your clit
hard
throbbing
needing my tongue.
That first flick
your legs begin to shake.
I slide two fingers inside
your warmth contracts
slick and wet.
I find your g-spot.
I feast upon the table
laden with sweet scents
salty tastes
golden blushed wine
gushing over my face.
I back away
still on my knees
looking up at you
adoring you
while you….
you are unable to move.
©Nov. 28/19
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