Our tongues dance a familiar dance
while our bodies create music.
Intense moans increase with
every perverse lick.
Chocolate doesn’t even leave
a taste sweeter than this.
That bud between folded flesh
seeks a turn with this tongue.
Another partner to sway with
in this heated desire.
Sweet secretions of liquid gold
release with every tasting.
The journey of this tongue had only begun
with every trail left on cinnamon skin.
Slick paths lead to gumdrop mounds
as sweet as milk duds.
Over indulgence is key in the display of desire
that unfold with ever flick on the clit.
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