Ministration

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You can't hide it from me
but I'd like to see you try
I know it's down there, like a furtive oozing magnet of
celestial wickedness and aching appetite
I can smell you clear across the Milky Way
and soon
I'll swim in your syrup, a torrent so thick,
so righteously spicy, it scares me sometimes
how my world revolves around your clit
and you know it, it's your palpitating glory
it's my beacon of love
In your glistening dell
from which lewd blessings flow.
Take my hottest homage
until it seems like too much
and that dizzying brink
will be just the beginning.

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legerdemerlegerdemeralmost 8 years ago
Whoa, Nellie!

This one straddles the line between erotica, with its wicked suggestiveness, and porn, ratcheting up fast and without any apology. "Oozing magnet" provides a cognitive shock, as magnet recalls something hard while oozing gives such an organic image. I really really like it - makes me wet just to read it. ;-)

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