my legs tremble
as his tongue enters me
teasing me
Igniting a fire within me
making me want more and more
he smirks as he sees the excitement in me
moaning is my thank you
putting his fingers in me
going faster and faster
I blossom like a flower
as my nectar sweeps out
only for him to taste
- orgasm
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surviving the storm
PoetryA collection of poems meant to soothe and release the pain from the rainy days
