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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The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom 
I love the different points of view. Well done
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I am having such a good time writing this. More and more ideas are coming forth
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That’s great!
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I am new to you, but I have very much enjoyed this series of poems. If I were to say anything, it would be don’t worry about writing from the female or male point of view. Whether most people want to admit it or not, both are within us. Express yourself in whatever voice feels most appropriate at that moment. Don’t ask people not to judge. It won’t affect whether they will or won’t. Worrying about their judgment inhibits your freedom to create. Be who you are. Create what you will. Let us see your truth. 🧡
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Thank you so very much. I appreciate you reading and your kind words. I have idea for next part but it is still percolating. 🤓💜
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Okay, this so amazingly written!!! Looking forward for more.
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Thank you so much. This is another side that is clamoring to be written. However my mom reads my blog and I stressed about posting. I warned her and left it at that. Now though I am ok free-er I would say. The next part is still percolating.
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Hey, this is really good. I love such themes, maybe it is my kink or something, Idk. But please continue
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Thank you so much again. It takes a little bit of percolating with some and others come no problems. 🤓💜
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And I have been really enjoying the back and forth between perspectives. I have always struggled with that. I am really glad you are enjoying. 🤓💜
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