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| I love the taste of your fire Your tongue is a magical Sexual tool of pleasure; It slides across my skin Like a mythical salamander Escaping from a tomb of fire; It tattoos my body, Sending electrical currents Surging through my body; It does the work of a penis In my throbbing vagina, Giving special butterfly kisses To my erect clit; It is a sponge that bathes My entire body with saliva; It laps like a thirsty dog The nectar from my soul; It tap dances across my stomach Doing special movements on my nipples; It probes my mouth, dueling with my tongue; Your tongue is magic, a sexual fire Giver to my entire being It darts in and out Of your mouth like A red hot piston; It is extra long, Thick and pointed; It drips with juice |
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