[…] My burning
Flesh is yours; with a thousand coils let it be
Bound by you, let it rest in you, down at last
Let it sink, calmed and conquered
By your mighty kiss.
— Vittoria Aganoor Pompili —
cummy yummy…
Suck and glide up along my slit, still sucking. Never stop sucking. When I grind my mound into your face, that’s me begging for more. That’s me needing you inside me. That’s me fucking your gorgeous face. That’s me wanting to cum. That’s me loving you on me—loving every cunt-sucking second you’re near me.
we eat our fill…
… beginning with dessert.
second helpings…
not just your mouth…
Clouds suddenly appear
in a crystal blue sky
and I still say that you
(not just your mouth),
drive me mad.
and there you are…
Beauty and grace are performed
whether or not we will or sense them.
The least we can do is try to be there.
— Annie Dillard —
one for the road…
I’m always happy with ‘once more.’
With a mouth and hands like yours, why wouldn’t I be?!
a more perfect union…
I like how you do what you do when you did it and when you do.
a show of hands…
three things, just three…
… and then when your cock stretches these lips you’ve so sweetly prepared, I want you to squeeze my bold clit between your thumb and forefinger: rub rub rub. As you slip deeper and pump harder, don’t release me, please. Trust me when I say: repeat repeat repeat.