Saturday, March 23, 2013

Trains of Thoughts II

silver on white
leather against skin
begging to be caressed
kissed, and licked
clean down below
line of sight
lost to the darkness
of eyes shut(ting)
out all distractions
from Daddy's attention
to her details
nooks and crannies
like those thong-style panties
pulled to the side
of my vision
of love embodied
in the quiver
and the shiver
of her thighs
multiply
and the warm embrace
around my face
and drizzled honey
love to be licked
up and down
cleaning this plate
full of delicious
because dessert is NOT served
until this seven-course meal is finished.
at least that's how I was taught
to behave
and be appreciative
of every morsel
melting like chocolate
on my tongue
dripping down my gullet
fueling the rage
of my passion
building, steadily rising
to levels unknown
except to us
lust incarnate
roaring dragon
purring feline
unspoken commands
happily followed
denial
control
trained
pheremonic pleasures
reciprocating raunchiness
each feeding the other
bountious bachanal buffets
free ninety-nine
ways to please
your lover('s)
needs met
fetish fed
and exhausted(ly)
laying aside
sinfully sated
definitely dominant
Daddy's delicious
demigoddess.

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