the warmth of her
soaking into his skin
and through
to the chilled heart
of his soul
the warmth of her
soaking into his skin
and through
to the chilled heart
of his soul
A bead sliding down
Focus on her
She would take him all
Worship at his altar
Consume each delicious drop
Guided by his hand
Following commands
Eyes to him
A thrum & vibration
Swallowing each moan
Till he finds his nirvana
In the back of her throat
A bead sliding down
Focus on her
She would take him all
Worship at his altar
Consume each delicious drop
Guided by his hand
Following commands
Eyes to him
A thrum & vibration
Swallowing each moan
Till he finds his nirvana
In the back of her throat