Clenching hands on cotton sheets,Nails tearing for traction,Muscles tense for release,I laugh at your lack of control.
Quivering thighs and glistening lips,Glazed eyes in a contorted face,Pupils dilated in euphoric bliss,You beg me to finish.
Lascivious thoughts cascade through my mind,As a waterfall of lust splashes from your body,Your darkest desires you know I will find,Twisting you like a broken marionette.Sprawled on the bed like a rug in a den,I brand your barewith the palm of my hand,Painful stinging sounds echo through the room,You scream in pleasure while your skin is ablaze.
I whip with my tongue on your sensitive folds,You gasp and push back begging for more,I thrust deep inside I don’t need to be told,A tongue-whipped vixen, my little toy.An explicit adventure at your body’s expense,I run through your body and give every inch,Splitting your soul tearing down your defense,And devour your life, hungry for more.
A symphony of sighs parades from your lips,We come down from our high,You relax and lower your hips,And walk out of my life, with a smile on your face.I told you….you’re tongue-whipped, and sheath my silver tongue with a grin.