Saturday, July 7, 2018

The Hot Lava Cuddle
















A sizzle with liquid drip from the curves
iced vanilla rocks as they reel and peel
just right I hold her within shaky grasps
and lick the dew as she melts to my touch,

Cold jester performs to my tongue lashes
splits incredulous warmth flowing in lust
eruption quakes with volcanic joy
rendered helpless she cedes to my quest,

Strong emboldened grip tosses the challenge
evoking pleasure to her squeals and cries
titters between the evasive passion
mating shrill yes with intermittent no's,

In her abrupt sweltering surrender,
...I seek my wet chocolate ecstasy.


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