_____ by ADC

Oh baby
You make my fantasies run
And my juices flow
Like a stream of consciousness thought
From pussy to cotton-crotched panty
I mean, damn
Everything becomes fluid thought
You know…
Movement without pause
Censorship or control
Punctuated occasionally
By the curving connection
Of my tongue to just inside your navel
Or the smoky impression of
My fingertip in the slight dip of your spine
Right above your ass
Perhaps the soft slow drag of
My lips against the dark raspberry
Of your nipples
Sometimes the subtle tremor of
Your rich thighs
Or the gentle vibrations
Of your stomach
But…
Always,
Always you and me
Lost together
Falling victim to the sweet thrust
Of my fingers inside your
Wet wild open spaces.

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