As I hold you in my hands I know I've yearned for this For too long. i stare you seem so long I fantasize Self-conscious, but I can't help but let my mouth water At the very sight. To get a feel And a thrill I just let my tongue explore Every inch And there are many from the very tip to the distant base, i let my hot, dangerous tongue Slide all over. Firm and stiff You hold strong Under the temptation Of my talented mouth and tongue But I know You will give in soon enough. Surrounded by the warmth the heat and the moisture But it's more like wetness -My mouth could be considered humid- You release in me And Melt Filling my mouth with so much Sweet Thick Juice You've given me too much And I let it run from the corners of my mouth And trickle down my throat. With my purpose served And my hunger satisfied For now, I pull the stick out of my mouth And lick my lips At having the best Popsicle ever made.Birth sign: Gemini
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