A Woman's Mouth

Chocolate Sundae...

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Poised...

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My first instinct, when I see a woman's mouth in isolation, is to consume it.

Taste it.
Touch it.
Watch it.
Her smile.
Her pout.
Her open mouth in desire.
Her lips.

Everything.

To send the tongue sliding as it snakes over every curve.
To Kiss her.
To let her know that she's mine.

And to own her more viciously.
With the same lips wrapped around a feverishly hot and hard member.. Helpless in their worship.
Gulping every drop.
Stained with the creamy extract of a night of passion...
Then cleaned again.


Only to be left smiling. Nested safely against the warm confines of my chest.
 
Yes, nothing like a woman's mouth

Except, maybe her eyes. The eyes are the windows of the soul. A woman with hot eyes could drag me, willingly, to the depths of hell. And I wouldn't regret it!
 
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