Every second I go without you I want you more,
your thought in my head is a constant tease.
I breathe you in and desire you more and more,
that scent could wake me from the deepest sleep.
I want to have you run against my tounge,
a sensation known to few as orgasmic.
Your bitter sweet taste is what I crave,
I need your lip against my own.
when I lean my head back slightly and take you in,
then and only then am I whole.
I'll repeat this until I am through,
but never for long... I always want another cup.














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