Wet
The morning dew between my thighs Is the remnant of a lustful night Of dreams so sweet, they left their mark Of needs so vivid, raw and stark The scent of longing in the air When you kiss my lips and stroke my hair Signals where I yearn to be, That you are everything to me The glistening wetness, I cannot hide When you plunge your thickness deep inside Reminds you that I crave your touch To feed my hunger, so very much The sticky imprint on your thigh When you beat my arse, I cannot lie For even when I squirm and yell My body deceives, with the sweetest smell The nectar from my honeypot Is the vestige of my thirst for you Of my body's surrender to you, my master Of my submission, from here, to ever after
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